Redhawk Caldera this might not be the best time but i have something to say

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Blondine was just about to give another protest, her body braced against the dismissal of the Alpha, when another unaccounted for wolf stormed at her from her flank. With no warning, there wasn't much that she could do to fight back. Hell, even with a courteous I'm coming for you!, she still might not have been able to do much. She was already sick and injured and alone; getting into a fight with a pack wolf was the last thing she needed.

All Blondine could really do was submit (much unlike herself!) and pray that her attacker missed any important parts. There was a throbbing pain and a dim burn to her face, though initially, she couldn't tell where it'd come from. It took a few moments for her to realize that teeth had run across from her cheek to her jaw, down to the middle of her neck. It was a nonfatal hit, but surely not one she wanted.