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In a rare case of self control, Tetsubo had come upon a strange creature and not known how to proceed with its extermination. He had been watching the darkly-coated almost-wolf for at least an hour now; it roamed about, but did not press further in to the territory, which meant he could not seek it out and defend the land quite yet. This put Tetsubo at odds with his own desires—these things which had been beaten out of him (or beaten in to him, you could argue) that told him to attack, to maim, to protect. He would sit and wait for orders, but until that point... The creature remained poised hungrily, watching, biding its time.
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