Mother
You called me a mama bear
but I laughed.
I am much more a mother wolf:
If you hurt him
I will track you over miles
in the dark
until you are tired
alone
thirsty
panting
until you are tired
alone
thirsty
panting
and then I will tear your throat out
with my teeth
and without one thread of remorse
to stick in my jaw like gristle.
Then I will bay my victory to the moon
and leave your bones
to the ravens.
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You’re a scary mother ;*)
Especially love “without one thread of remorse / to stick in my jaw like gristle.”
in an episode of archer, mallory beat the shit outta the doctor; ray watched and was visibly shook. the funniest scene ever. but i understand the witnessing of it all a bit more than before. shaking. and scared to move….
wow
mother’s mission accomplished