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"I'm protecting you from a worse fate."

Snarling the words softly, Brandy had little care for his words -- it wasn't even true territorial urges that drove her, but the fire in her gut that wouldn't rest until her skills had been used. When he did not comply but ready himself in a similar way to her own stancek, she lunged forward, aiming a flurry of her snapping jaws directly at his face and neck at a last effort to drive him away. The Caldera wolves would probably kill him, really, and while Broken Antler Fen was not an aggressive pack, Sebastian's pups gave everyone a reason to be edgy with strangers. Neither were technically close enough for worry, but the thrill of the fight had claimed her, and without even waiting for him to try and leave, she was backing away just to send another, more vicious bite to his shoulder.