It's hard to play pretend when there's so much going on, so when Max growls, it isn't at the wolf; the sound is born of frustration at this stupidity.]
No.
[The wolf lunges and Max meets it halfway, swinging the bat as she steps forward. The hit connects, striking the wolf across the shoulder and jarring Max's arms, but it isn't enough to fully stop the wolf.
It slinks back a little, growling and starting to circle them.]
We're all running.
[There's a sick weight in the pit of her stomach, the knowledge that she could lose Maurice at any second, and she isn't losing him because some kid is trying to be tough.]
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It's hard to play pretend when there's so much going on, so when Max growls, it isn't at the wolf; the sound is born of frustration at this stupidity.]
No.
[The wolf lunges and Max meets it halfway, swinging the bat as she steps forward. The hit connects, striking the wolf across the shoulder and jarring Max's arms, but it isn't enough to fully stop the wolf.
It slinks back a little, growling and starting to circle them.]
We're all running.
[There's a sick weight in the pit of her stomach, the knowledge that she could lose Maurice at any second, and she isn't losing him because some kid is trying to be tough.]
Now go!