Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20170513233918/@comment-26989948-20170523231419

Snow screeched. "LET... ME... GO!"

She smashed Fredbear's torso with all her might. She was exhausted: she was never used to physical violence.

What had once been a gleaming white wolf was a dark black, moldy-textured substance in the shape of a wolf, slowly gaining it's white shine, but it stopped after enveloping the right eye: she was wounded beyond belief.

She staggered.