(Flour, I've never realized how great at RPing you are. *~*)Whitnay's voice echoed like an owl's victorious screech in the deep Forest's night. Her ears were like dead fall leaves stamped to the muddy ground in rain. Her head was low, lacking any remote determination or strength. As was her lifeless tail. A single tear, feeling warm against her cold fur frozen by the elements of winter's weather. Her mind and heart so low with gloomy fog didn't even bother to let out a sigh. "If this is all." She began, whispering to herself in an uncomfortable way. " I don't want this." Pain stabbed at her pelt, and she tensed up like a wolf of great power came and slashed her, lightening electrocuting her through it's mighty surreal talon-like nails. Her weak muscles her visible through her thin fur, only because of her weight watchers diet.
An unrecognizedable force compelled her forward. Her light purple paws hopped over logs, as winter's oddly warm day revolved around her.
Jessica chewed a still while glaring at, ugh, Whitnay.