Shewolf Smacked Down By Windmale
SheWolf scampered into the cave and smacked into WindMale.
He held her by the scruff of her neck, snarling his usual meanness.
Her heart beat triple time, thinking he would skin and eat her.
He flipped her across the cave floor after he pulled her ear.
She scratched her paws into the rock as she dangled from outer cliff.
WindMale leaped toward her; and she flinched, expecting to be hit.
He smacked her back into the cave. She was breathing triple time again.
WindFemale dove toward her man, slamming into his solar plexus.
He fell, slid and landed with a loud splat that sounded painful.
His large angry black eyes tore into her soul.
SheWolf was terrified.
She had been warned to never enter WindMale’s lair.
She was going to die.
“Run!” WindFemale warned her.
SheWolf dashed out of there as if Lucifer was on her heels.
For perhaps he was...
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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