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bitethemall (bitethemall) wrote in pandorarpg,

Fenrir was really losing his patients now. She was sitting on her arse in the middle of the bloody forbidden forest. She had no idea how lucky they were to not run into anything, because the other creatures knew not to mess with him. If he decided to just ditch her, she wouldn't last an hour. "Any time you want to continue, sweetheart," he said with a snarl. When she continued to sit and not move, he decided he needed to take things into his own hands if he wanted to find his pack before they died of old age.

He walked over and hoisted her up onto her feet before then picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder. He continued on not listening to any complaints she might have. He was done being nice, he wanted to get to where they were going already. If he didn't get a cigarette soon he might kill her.