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The coyote dashed off with what seemed lightning speed, and while Charon spat out the remnants of its ear, he saw that it ran into Flóki again. Charon approached quickly, but he realised soon that the situation was under control as Amekaze took the coyote in her teeth until it moved no more. It was strange seeing her so aggressive towards another canine, but it turned out this one had been hunting on their lands. Charon felt his breathing and heart rate go down slowly, but adrenaline still gushed through his veins. His right cheek was throbbing with pain, but compared to the rush of victory it was nothing. "Well, it will think twice before doing that again," said Charon with misplaced humour; obviously, this particular coyote wasn't going to do anything again, nor be able to think twice about it.

As Charon noted the cuts on Ame's muzzle, he drew near and without thought (unless stopped) ran his tongue along her muzzle to clean the wounds. Ears fell back in a rare gentle and caring moment while cleaning the wounds, a flutter in his stomach each time his tongue ran along the side of her lips.