The Sentinels A new day, brings rejuvination

Normally Dante would have no qualms about dispatching a fox to prevent theft, but Lasher had said to drive out, so he sensed the restraint and would show similar. Perhaps it would be bad luck to toast their new claim with the blood of slain locals. Even if they were of a different canine variety.

A slower creature than his fleet fox, Dante knew he would tire more quickly trying to keep up, so he sought to make it count. Snapping and snarling, he worked to make the point known before he fell behind - back here lies only death, so move on. The sly creature would hopefully get the message loud and clear, for he could feel his breath shortening as he fought to keep up.