Sleepy Fox Hollow king of my sunshine palace

Even though Rannoch was weak, the groundhog had been weaker; he savored the victory. Lately, triumphs within Sunspire had been far and few between. 

Slavik's scent wafted in Rannoch's general direction just as he was about to dig in—the Alpha's curiosity got the better of his hunger. Licking the splash of blood that painted his lips, Rannoch re-directed his regard to where the blonde-haired brute strode. He borked suddenly, finding himself increasingly interested in the transient. Rannoch didn't recognize Slavik's scent as one that was aligned with Sunspire's neighboring packs. 

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