Blacktail Deer Plateau if i could, i would dare

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He began to feel restless after a while, so Peregrine pushed himself into an upright position and drew in a long, deep breath. It left him in a hot gush in the next instant and he sprang to his feet, his fur bristling and his lips already peeling back to show his teeth. Looking downright beastly, he began to lope toward the towpath in order to drop down into the flatlands and do a perimeter check to find the source of the intrusive scent. Before he could even make it there, however, he saw a flash of movement below.

It disappeared just as instantly and Peregrine froze, then doubled back and began to gallop along the cliff. Assuming his victim was proceeding more slowly and carefully, he positioned himself on the lip of the ledge and sank down. He peered down along the rock wall and saw her—a lithe white wolf with black paws—pressing against the wall and coming this way. The Sigma held very still, trusting the darkness to hide his swarthy form, and tried to estimate the height of the drop from here. He wondered if he might break a leg if he jumped.

He decided to take the risk. When the she-wolf approached his position, Peregrine suddenly leaped, dropping like a panther in front of her. The impact sent pains shooting through his lissome forelegs, yet he ignored them. He faced the would-be intruder, his ears slicked back so far that they practically disappeared, a savage snarl tearing loose from his chest. He arched his back, every dark fur on his body bristling, and aimed a snap at her muzzle.