Meaningless Amusement

Cordelia materialized a leather whip in her hands. She swung the whip at him. Kragen attempted to dodge the attack but it was useless. The whip struck him right on his face. 

A wound formed across his left eye. Blood trickled down his snout as he winced in pain. He had lost all dignity, he was angry. Kragen stood his ground as he continued to growl at Cordelia. 

"You want me to come to you? Oh I will, mutt, you can count on that." Cordelia grinned as she swung the whip again. 

The crackle of the whip rang loud and clear throughout the stables. Some of the other wolves jolted in shock from the sound. Unknown to Cordelia, the sound had begun to attract the attention of others nearby. 

With him chained at the neck, there was not much Kragen could do to avoid being hit. He could dodge from side to side, but he no longer had the stamina he used to have. His muscles ached and burned as if they were on fire.