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In the end, both were beaten and bloody, but the brown bear had taken a few harder blows. He was commanded to leave but he did not; the red male was no alpha yet, and never would be in the eyes of the Tartok wolf. He sucked on his tongue and spat a glob of saliva and blood at the other male. He remained where he was when their spar had concluded; Iqniq was too distracted to do anything about it - Tonravik had been quick to present herself and he just as quick to take it. He watched, and waited, collecting his breath.