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nostrils flared. a smirk broke across mahler's countenance as rivenwood routed th wolves of legion who had stood against them.
the heavy musk of his own scent hung in the air now.
with a chuff toward his followers, the gargoyle pressed deeper into the territory. caches would be dug up and the contents consumed until he was full; he paused every so often to overlay the markers with his own, pride and satisfaction mingling within him until a howl poured from his throat and pleasure flared through his being.