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As if electricity blanketed the air with how quick the fur begun to flair, her lips begun to draw back to reveal the teeth that had ended the lives of many. The scent was one Mictec believed would belong to the past and yet it plagued the air the way it did the day the two legged beasts abducted her.

Qué estás haciendo aquí? she snarled long forgetting the prey she had been hunting.

Muscles tensing, Mictec no longer felt the need to slink away into the dark. No, for my pack to live I cannot back down she told herself as she took a daring step forward.