Sleeping Dragon what you need is an older guy,

her eyes flick to the scar on sobeille's lip, the gap where a fang should be. she huffs quietly through her nose.

stay faster. stay stronger. kill before they touch you. her words snap like bone. hesitation kills. mercy is weakness. strike first.

then silence. then, she concedes.

rhyak. my brother.

her tail twitches, a bitter snarl twisting her lip before it falls away into cold indifference.

i was bloodchief. cragblood mine. wolves feared me—sharadoii, lanzadoii, all of them. my raids fed my wolves. we took what we wanted. but muradoii do not let strength go unchallenged. my brother... he want it all. he turned my hunters. led them against me in the snow. loyal muradoii stood beside me and fight, but we not enough.