Golden Glade Its not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog

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The sharp crack of his jaws slamming together nearly made the fae jump out of her skin. Though she attempted not to appear frightened, her facade of confidence slipped just barely. Guessing that was his way of responding to her words, she snarled at him. Such disrespect, on her territory. No. There was no way he was allowed to go any further than he already had.

Slowly, but surely, she stepped towards him. One paw in front of the next, she stepped ankle deep into the water. Emerging on the opposite bank, she began to circle the large male, who appeared even larger up close. With every step, her keen eyes pierced him. This was not going to be easy.