There was the alaskan malimute at our school that jumped on me and started licking my face and then my teacher was all like, "Don't let him do that to you, he has mange." x.x He was shedding his winter coat. They're probably gonna call the pound to pick him up. I hate the pound, and thus is why I'm really in a mood right now. It's probably silly but whateer. I'll do my best on posting.))
Reedpaw dug her claws deeper into his pelt and soon was attempting to bury her teeth in his throat, if successful, he would hopefully die. She lashed her tail all the while, and digging her claws into his pelt each passing second.