Firefly Glen the bard and the scorpion

Scorp wasn't pleased with having to fight, much preferring to settle things with words. But he needed that rabbit, his belly was adamant about it. He looked at the rabbit, and a stonger feeling of hunger came over him. He looked at this other wolf.
"A few punches, eh?" he said. Scorp wasn't the best fighter, partly because of his attitude, but mostly because of his limp. He doubted he could land anything on this other wolf, but he was going to have to try anyway. He leapt at the other wolf.

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