Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

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Junior tuned out Peregrine as he answered her question, overlaying his descriptions with an internal, Blah, blah, blah! She concentrated on keeping her breathing steady, not to mention her legs. She felt oddly jellylike as she climbed the mount, knowing what she was preparing to do. But, strangely, her resolve only seemed to strengthen as her father droned on about his wondrous new offspring and led her toward them, like a shepherd accidentally leading a wolf in sheep's clothing to slaughter his lambs.

She obediently fell behind him as he led the way into the clearing. Junior took the opportunity to look around, gather her bearings and note the location of each wolf present. She felt a seething bolt of black hatred when she spotted Fox. She ignored the thunder of her heartbeat as her eyes fell upon each child, one by one. She didn't know which one Reek had saved, though she imagined it was the little black one. Her eyes momentarily locked on Raven, her bona fide replacement.

As Peregrine prattled on about introductions, Junior decided it was now or never. She had to act while her resolve was still strong, before her nerves could possibly fail her. Fully aware that she likely wouldn't make it out alive, she slowly wound closer to the puppies, smiling broadly and offering up an enthusiastic, "Hi, guys!"

Then, without any preamble whatsoever, she struck at the nearest pup (which happened to be Wildfire), determined to tear out the little bitch's throat. Junior knew that Peregrine would never, ever recover from the loss of one of his beloved favorites. Forcing him to likely kill her, one of his castoffs, in the process was just icing on the cake.