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Massaraq heard her before he saw her and when he did whirl to face the sound a half-growled out bark and the sight of the other wolf lunging for him he did not let himself think. A snarl built up in his throat and though he had never been in a real fight before he reacted instinctively, like he was playing but without pulling the strength from his jaws or the force from his claws. He leapt forward to meet her half way maw wide and aiming for the side of her ruff a good place of leverage and a quick getaway if she attacked against him, head lowered both to account for their difference in stature and to protect the soft underside of his throat. His blue eyes blazed and yet white ringed them in fear.