Duck Lake The Warrior & The Princess

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Well, at least the female had some respectfulness in her, as she nodded politely back at him. A big difference compared with what had happened before the fight had begun, he had done nothing wrong but drink from the lake and this princess simply ran at him and attack him, aimed for his butt too. Who knew what would've happened if she had bit into his family jewels, even an emotionless male wolf like Arion had to shudder at the thought of it. Of course he didn't actually shudder, that would be an extremely stupid and brainless move.

Arion stood his ground as Zhavvi's tail shot upwards and leaped forward, as if threatening him to run away from the lake. She might have won the fight but the lake was no claimed land, he didn't tell her that though, because she would not understand and he was just wasting breath. She gazed at him and huffed, stepping forward once more. The chocolate nobleman simply laughed, his own tail swaying casually in the wind, the stallion took one step forward, making it clear by the amused look in his eye and the way he challenged her by stepping forward that he did not care that she had won the fight.

A good warrior lost fights, learnt from their mistakes and won even more. He might have lost this fight but he would be sure to win another one. Nevertheless, Arion turned away and after one last sip of water, he trotted towards the Rise. It was time to go home. The greek turned around, flashed her a wink and a salute before swiftly moving between the bushes and towards his home.