Lost Creek Hollow stonefire

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had the wolf not leapt at his charge, shardul would have reserved his appearance for the last moment. as it was, he did not wish to lose the coyote child, and so he surged from his crouched position, beginning a ponderous run of bunching muscle toward the moronic lupine. over regipre he soared, landing alongside the wolf with a shriek of wrath and violence -- his claws flashed forth from their sheaths and he sought to crush the inferior beast's shoulder with a full blow. 

beneath the other three of his legs, the coyote would do well to remove herself, lest she be caught up in the beginning struggle between the silver cat and the object of shardul's murderous and violent rage.