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the rift belonged to the mayfair-cairns and their kith. it was this truth upon which they had all been reared, it was what had drawn them back to the teekon after smokestep’s failure.
he heard rannveig’s roar, saw the interloper gather himself. buoyed by the presence of his brother, and consumed with the holy wrath of a paladin that any should come against them, velen closed the gap between himself and the readying male swiftly.
he heard nothing of what the other was saying, save for the claim of leadership, the order that they bow. the words pounded a blood frenzy into his ears; he swept them back and cut his muzzle through the air toward the other wolf, seeking fur, flesh, bone.