Fear and the Furious

RONN

Probably not a good idea to smash a fist into someone's skull…. especially if it's a fucked up winter wolven.

I try flexing the joints in my fingers, but sharp pain lances through my hand. It would take longer than usual to heal then.

The stone.

I reach inside my coat, closing my palm tightly around the warmness of the stone. I wince at the pain that follows, but it's temporary; the next second, I feel the muscles tighten, the bones lock into place, followed by renewed strength.

I flex the fingers again, smiling lightly. 'Well what do you know?' I mutter, 'A healing stone'. 'You really are the white on black,' he mutters.

Instinctively, I jump, curling my fist into a ball to strike again, as he rears his head. Now that was fast, even for a wolven; considering the force of the blow he would have a concussion. Or worse.

He groans softly, raising his brows when he spots the stone in my hand. 'You really do have it,' he sighs. 'What's it for?' He scoffs, throwing his head backwards w