Blacktail Deer Plateau Life Always Ends In Death

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only stupid creatures dared to venture near the forbidding scents of an established pack. adimar was not alone in his foolishness; just the previous week had valtyr, saena, and himself given rout to a trespassing she-wolf.

he caught the mingled scents of pura and his pupil upon the wind, the sound of their ire slanted against the fragrance of another interloper. lasher spared no time in joining the lanky juvenile and the speckled behemoth; with a rumbling snarl of his own, the beta swept in swiftly, jaws parted and teeth glittering like those of some perverse serpent. normally verbose and inviting, taltos could never abide fools, and his strike aimed for the stranger's twisted visage.