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The northerner did not miss the smile that had swept along her features, the way she contemplated his inquiry and then responded with a genuine answer. Issorartuyok bobbed his large head several times, a chuckle bubbled from his throat and into the chilly air. Yes, good, you must always protect your throat from your enemies, it is a most tender part of a wolf’s body, he spoke, smiling at the yearling with new interest.

Meerkat had stated that she would possibly leap from the range of her attacker’s teeth. Issorartuyok had never been the sort to use agility to avoid injury. He had always stood his ground proudly, fearless in his belief that he could withstand anything and anyone. Not every fighter was the same, though. It would do well to face one like the freckled scout.

Let us test this, your agility, the northerner stated. He moved into a fighter’s stance and did not hesitate when he aimed his teeth for her neck, just to the side. Issorartuyok had no intention of fully striking, only to graze her if he could even get close enough.