Phoenix Maplewood and way down we go

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two more appeared behind the male, similarly coloured and built, and taunt with protectiveness. protectiveness they had no right to feel, not on their hunting grounds. the male deflated somewhat, and so did she, though posture remained stiff with dominance and tension. "no." had the pack been healthier, had her black-burning anger been doused, she would have sought compromise; she knew well what it was to be a pack without home. 

"you won't remain here any longer. we have mothers too, mouths to feed, and you will go now or be chased from here." rationality burned alongside destructiveness, and she was unfaltering in her demand