first blood
He is nine, he is twelve, he is fifteen, he is a killer, he is no one.
cw: guns
The Cliffs
Originally a twitter prompt found here. — He hits the ground, hard. Pretty sure he’s bleeding from somewhere, too, but that’s the least of his worries. Not when the wolf is on him a second later. It’s massive; Not the leader, but likely the next alpha male. Certainly bigger than normal, though. In spite of