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And risk drawing it to where the civilians sleep? He answered, resisting the urge to snort in his usually derisive manner. Glaukos couldn't keep up the warning to the cat and make his point to Kallik, which was probably for the better.

There's two of us, one of it. We know not to turn our backs. His one good ear turned towards Kallik; it pinned briefly as the cat swiped at the air and drew itself even closer. Glaukos paced back a step out of a sense of self-preservation and let his teeth flash fully at it.

If the cat drew closer they'd have to face it themselves — they'd run out of time, deciding between one-another. Neither ran and neither struck the thing outright. They were both smart enough not to risk a full-on confrontation without the other to back them up.

Glaukos began to pace sideways, not removing his glare from the cat. He hoped to put distance between himself and Kallik so that the cat would have to choose which wolf to target first — to force an opening should it attack at all.