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Twix isn’t entirely sure what to expect when she drops the stick but as the wolf realizes what’s happened and stares up at her. Twix leans forward just a little as if she might speak but she’s distracted by the chuckle in the distance. She shoots a quick glance to and now shuffles uncomfortably. It is two against once and if they really want her, she doesn’t stand a chance. But what does it matter at this point? If she doesn’t have her brother to go home to—unless you count his shallow grave she knows she can’t protect—then what’s she meant to do? Instead, she remains silent and watches between the two predators on the ground.