You were an animal mutant, much like Wolverine, yet your senses were more dull to put it lightly. It often resulted in you and Logan bashing heads since he was more experienced than you in most areas, much to your annoyance.

There were good and bad days.

Today was one of those bad days.

Logan had, yet again, encountered Sabretooth and the two had battled like cats butting heads. Each time you tried to help Logan, he’d just snap at you to keep your ‘weak self’ away from him. It had infuriated you so badly that you had eventually stalked off, deciding to leave Logan to either get his ass beat or beat Sabre’s ass.

It’s the only reason you’re in the situation that you’re in.

“Yer like me, dolly. Just… weaker.” Sabretooth sniffs at your face and neck, much like an actual animal, which was unsurprising to you. Despite your best attempts to struggle beneath him— to get him off of you —he had you pinned down against the forest ground.

“Wonder if Logan would be mad if I nicked ya. Just a lil bit of blood, dolly, nothin’ bad.” He laughs, and it rumbles through your body as you snap your jaws at him. You hated being a weaker animal mutant, but there wasn’t anything you could do about it.