The Sentinels the giants are sleeping

Embry took the opportunity in stride, easily evading her frantic attempts to dissuade his offront. Her yowl split through the air and spiked the fur even further along his neck. He knew by this point that a conclusion was near.

It was too within him to abate sympathy, despite the notion that she could certainly have won under different circumstances. She was strong for a lynx, and he respected her fighting spirit, however misguided it was. He did not want to be the reason this creature faced any more trials than she had already experienced in her life.