Big Bad Beast
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Ignoring the dog, Dee faced Phil and raised her bat. Signals were passed between the pitcher and catcher and after a few seconds, Phil nodded and readied his pitch. Dee dug her feet in, pulled the bat back a little more and
Strike one!
Dee blinked, looked around, and saw that Sabina had the ball in her mitt.
You never even saw it, did you, She-wolf with shoulders like man? She threw the ball back to her mate. He is so fast that one. But not in bed. There he takes time. Like good vodka take to develop. Damn wild dogs and their ringers.
Dee raised her bat again, dug her feet in, and
Strike two!
Mother fucker! Dee yelled out. If she hadnt felt the wind of the ball going by her, shed have sworn the damn wild dog hadnt pitched anything and that Sabina had just hidden extra balls on her somewhere.
Awww, Sabina said. Poor, freakishly sized She-wolf. She not so good at softball. Perhaps she should try something more in line with the width of her shoulders. Like pro football or security for zoo. Fed up, Dee pivoted on her foot, facing Sabina, the tip of her bat pressing against the wild dogs mask.
What will you do, manly She-wolf? Sabina asked, the grin behind her mask practically begging for a fight. What will you do to Sabina to make her cut you into long ribbons? Like meat for sub sandwich.
Dee was about to show the little bitch exactly what shed do when Sabina gripped the end of the bat and slowly stood. Her head tilted, ears twitching. Her wild dog hearing was picking up something.
Sabina snapped her fingers and pointed at the wild dog pups running loose. As one controlled unit, the wild dogs grabbed their children and Dee knew.
Hyenas, Sabina said, pointing toward the trees. In there. Dee quickly looked around. Shed seen Ric and Teacup wander off into the woods, but no one else had. She hadnt thought much about it either until now.
Tossing off the baseball helmet but gripping the bat tighter, Dee charged toward the trees, tracking Rics scent deeper into the park.
She caught up to him quickly. Hed shifted to his wolf form, Blayne by his side. Her large wild dog ears were plastered back against her head while she bared her fangs and went after any hyena that got too close. Ric circled around, catching a retreating male by the leg and dragging him back.
At first, Dee thought the hyenas were going after Blayne. It wouldnt be the first time bored hyenas had gone after the wolfdog but this time . . . it wasnt her. Or little Abby, whod leaped onto the back of one large female, digging her claws into the hyenas backside.
No, it was Hannah they were afterand she wasnt moving. She sat with her back against a tree, her armswrapped around her raised knees. She was still in her human form, her gaze locked on a distance far away. She wasnt reacting at all to what was going on around her. There was no crying, no whimpering, no trying to get away. If Dee didnt see everything that was going on, based on Hannahs reaction, shed think it was a quiet day in the park.
Cranky now, Dee stepped into the fray, swinging the bat she held, enjoying how it felt when she made contact with hyena bone and flesh. She sent the cackling bastards flying, knocking them out of the way until she reached Hannahs side.
Catching the kids arm, Dee hauled Hannah to her feet. One of the hyenas shifted to human. A female, brown eyes raging. Is she with you? the hyena demanded, blood pouring from a gash on her head, her lip swelling.
Dee didnt answer. Instead, she kept her grip tight on Hannahs arm, trying to find the best way to pull her out of the battle.
Keep that freak away from us. Weve got cubs with us.
The fact that the hyenas were doing exactly what Dees Pack would have done had one of the hyenas gotten too close didnt change the fact that the wording still pissed her off. She pulled the bat back and the female shifted to her hyena form, turning to get away. But before Dee could follow through with her swing, Hannah caught the bat and easily held it, stopping Dee from doing anything with it.
Let her go.
Were you just going to sit there? Dee demanded. Just going to let them beat the shit out of you?
Without a reply, Hannah walked off, going deeper into the park. Dee threw down her bat and followed.
Youre just leaving your friends? Theyre fighting for you.
I didnt ask them to.
Knowing that no other species would be happy to have Hannah around or near their territory, Dee caught the girls arm and pulled her up short. Stop. Hannah stopped. It appeared she wouldnt fight Dee either.
Is this it for you? Dee asked her. Is this how you plan to go through life?
I plan to mind my own business.
Thats great, but you can mind your own business on Van Holtzs territory. Finally fed up, Hannah yanked her arm away from Dee. Im not a kid. I can leave when I want.
You go wandering around here, some other Pack, Pride, or Clan is going to rip you apart. Van Holtz wont stand for that, so hell run in to rescue youagain. But I wont let him get hurt because youre too full of self-pity to protect yourself. Now move your ass back to the house, cause you are gettin on my last Confederate nerve.
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Strike one!
Dee blinked, looked around, and saw that Sabina had the ball in her mitt.
You never even saw it, did you, She-wolf with shoulders like man? She threw the ball back to her mate. He is so fast that one. But not in bed. There he takes time. Like good vodka take to develop. Damn wild dogs and their ringers.
Dee raised her bat again, dug her feet in, and
Strike two!
Mother fucker! Dee yelled out. If she hadnt felt the wind of the ball going by her, shed have sworn the damn wild dog hadnt pitched anything and that Sabina had just hidden extra balls on her somewhere.
Awww, Sabina said. Poor, freakishly sized She-wolf. She not so good at softball. Perhaps she should try something more in line with the width of her shoulders. Like pro football or security for zoo. Fed up, Dee pivoted on her foot, facing Sabina, the tip of her bat pressing against the wild dogs mask.
What will you do, manly She-wolf? Sabina asked, the grin behind her mask practically begging for a fight. What will you do to Sabina to make her cut you into long ribbons? Like meat for sub sandwich.
Dee was about to show the little bitch exactly what shed do when Sabina gripped the end of the bat and slowly stood. Her head tilted, ears twitching. Her wild dog hearing was picking up something.
Sabina snapped her fingers and pointed at the wild dog pups running loose. As one controlled unit, the wild dogs grabbed their children and Dee knew.
Hyenas, Sabina said, pointing toward the trees. In there. Dee quickly looked around. Shed seen Ric and Teacup wander off into the woods, but no one else had. She hadnt thought much about it either until now.
Tossing off the baseball helmet but gripping the bat tighter, Dee charged toward the trees, tracking Rics scent deeper into the park.
She caught up to him quickly. Hed shifted to his wolf form, Blayne by his side. Her large wild dog ears were plastered back against her head while she bared her fangs and went after any hyena that got too close. Ric circled around, catching a retreating male by the leg and dragging him back.
At first, Dee thought the hyenas were going after Blayne. It wouldnt be the first time bored hyenas had gone after the wolfdog but this time . . . it wasnt her. Or little Abby, whod leaped onto the back of one large female, digging her claws into the hyenas backside.
No, it was Hannah they were afterand she wasnt moving. She sat with her back against a tree, her armswrapped around her raised knees. She was still in her human form, her gaze locked on a distance far away. She wasnt reacting at all to what was going on around her. There was no crying, no whimpering, no trying to get away. If Dee didnt see everything that was going on, based on Hannahs reaction, shed think it was a quiet day in the park.
Cranky now, Dee stepped into the fray, swinging the bat she held, enjoying how it felt when she made contact with hyena bone and flesh. She sent the cackling bastards flying, knocking them out of the way until she reached Hannahs side.
Catching the kids arm, Dee hauled Hannah to her feet. One of the hyenas shifted to human. A female, brown eyes raging. Is she with you? the hyena demanded, blood pouring from a gash on her head, her lip swelling.
Dee didnt answer. Instead, she kept her grip tight on Hannahs arm, trying to find the best way to pull her out of the battle.
Keep that freak away from us. Weve got cubs with us.
The fact that the hyenas were doing exactly what Dees Pack would have done had one of the hyenas gotten too close didnt change the fact that the wording still pissed her off. She pulled the bat back and the female shifted to her hyena form, turning to get away. But before Dee could follow through with her swing, Hannah caught the bat and easily held it, stopping Dee from doing anything with it.
Let her go.
Were you just going to sit there? Dee demanded. Just going to let them beat the shit out of you?
Without a reply, Hannah walked off, going deeper into the park. Dee threw down her bat and followed.
Youre just leaving your friends? Theyre fighting for you.
I didnt ask them to.
Knowing that no other species would be happy to have Hannah around or near their territory, Dee caught the girls arm and pulled her up short. Stop. Hannah stopped. It appeared she wouldnt fight Dee either.
Is this it for you? Dee asked her. Is this how you plan to go through life?
I plan to mind my own business.
Thats great, but you can mind your own business on Van Holtzs territory. Finally fed up, Hannah yanked her arm away from Dee. Im not a kid. I can leave when I want.
You go wandering around here, some other Pack, Pride, or Clan is going to rip you apart. Van Holtz wont stand for that, so hell run in to rescue youagain. But I wont let him get hurt because youre too full of self-pity to protect yourself. Now move your ass back to the house, cause you are gettin on my last Confederate nerve.
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