Muto-Hund

Kalvest remembered lying in the snow, surrounded by wolves. They were licking and biting your body, pressing in. Thier tongues melting your skin; thier teeth ripped your clothing. Apoc pushed against your collar bone, the pulse at your neck. You could of screamed and fought but you didn't. You just lay their letting it all happen. Your sister prodded her nose into your hands and agaisnt your cheek, her magenta eyes looked into your's. She never looked away. You reached out of what engery you had left and held onto my ruff, your fingers curled in my fur; your chest frozen in your skin. I stood over top of you, shielding you from any more a