Shadewood My City To Ruins

Daggerjaw was startled at what she heard next, and gave the wolf a good, long stare. “What d’you mean?” she asked slowly, leaning forward and sniffing the air around him. “I don’t smell no coyote in ya. And you’re pretty big to be mixed blood.” She pulled her head back and studied him for a moment, her yellow eyes fierce. “You pullin’ my leg, cousin?” If he was trying to trick her so he could harm her later, he’d have another thing coming to him, that was for sure. Dagger would not put up with any bullshit from any cousin wolf.