Kintla Flatlands Dirty vibe

The male snarled quite savagely, and had he been addressing any sane creature, running away would have been the wise course of action. Lecter merely slowed to a halt; he was not near enough to the Plateau borders to pose a threat, but he would take himself away if the blackpelted fellow decided to attack. Black wolves were known for such things, Lecter added ominously to himself.

At length, Lecter dropped what he had been holding in his jaws, the object cutting off his laughter, and nudged it deftly in the Plateau wolf's direction, before turning and loping away, putting several more feet betwixt himself and the threatening display. But he turned back, icewater eyes bright with the pleasure of the game, bloody ears cupped forward.

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