Kildeer Rest 'Zat you, Santa Claus?

Just as suddenly, a wolf appeared, brazenly threatening the stray caribou. Perhaps inspired by his display or heartened by his mere presence, Towhee unlocked her muscles and rolled onto all fours. Her ears pulled back against her skull as she wrinkled back her lips, baring her teeth. Although she couldn't hear it, a deep growl rumbled out of her mouth, vibrating soundly in her chest. Her orange eyes flicked to her canine counterpart before boring into the ungulate's face, wondering if it would fight (evens) or flee (odds).

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