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A fat raccoon dangled proudly from the male's jaws, freshly caught and still oozing blood. It was not as prized as a fox, but it was a kill all the same, and Grayday wanted to lay it at his Spiritwalker's paws. There was a jauntiness to his gait that was not usually present as he mulled over how this act might go. Would he do it in front of them all, or wait and get her on her own?

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden presence of wolfscent on the breeze - sickly and feminine, at that. The smell alone woke up feelings of protectivness in the male, and he changed his trajectory just slightly to follow the waft of foreign perfume.

There was a girl at the end, tiny and frail. The leader descended upon her with a rude, twitching nose, the raccoon forgotten in wake of his investigation. There was nothing to save her from, but the protective (possessive) feelings remained, and Grayday stood (lorded) over her smaller form with a ridge of fur bristling along his spine.