Rage

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It was nightfall, a time that Kaname loved best. The darkened skies hid him from most eyes and allowed him to stalk and hunt and his leisure. He took a nap a bit before dusk and woke up soon after the sun set. A fog set in, making the forest nearby, Neverwinter, look even more creepy than usual. Stretching his lean muscles, he trotted off into the forests, a haunt he frequented and patrolled often.

As he entered the forest, an angry howl filled his ears. NAYA! it called. The call echoed through the night before it was repeated again. NAYA!!!! Someone was calling for a someone else, a name he did not recognize. Curious, suspicious, and wary, he dashed off towards the howl.

Two wolves' scents reached his nostrils as he grew closer to the territory's boundaries. One was of the forest itself, but not smelling of his pack. The other was a packmate, from the faint smell of his alpha, Jinx. Snarls came from where the smells wafted in the fog. His dark hackles rose and his muzzle wrinkled in anger. Someone too close to pack territory? Good. I would love a good fight right now, to warm my bones. he growled softly, licking his lips in anticipation of feeling blood on his jaws.

The assassin moved towards the pair, materializing from the fog as he approached them. His packmate was a small white female yearling, who was growling at a large gray male covered in reddish brown hues in some places. He growled, lifting his tail in dominance, not for being a higher rank than both of them, but also being a bit older. His ice-blue eyes fixed coldly on the near-trespassing male as he stood next to the yearling.

"Yes, but take one more pawstep and your are on our territory." he snarled softly. "And she is trying to prove that our pack is not to be messed with." As foolishly as this. Ah, the young. he chuckled.

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Jeez, I wrote a lot. O.o

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