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Tabletop thread is here. Xan landed a hit.

The demand was met with silence, which further angered the yearling. His lips were pulled back to reveal the teeth so often hidden behind them, followed shortly by a growl. He knew the male was a child of the woods, but he’d yet to confirm his suspicions and recognize Atshen as his brother, thus resulting in him feeling no need to hold back. Without a second thought, Xan bounded towards the younger wolf, ears flat and jaws opening. Once there was little space left between them, he’d slowed, only to lurch forward immediately afterward with the intention of wrapping his jaws around his brother’s neck.
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