Permafrost Hollows my shadow's shedding skin

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the deer, downed.
indra hovered near. colt moved at once to block the white wolf's path back to the carcass, lifting a lip in a grin that revealed his yellow sharks-teeth.
"why miz rana," the rogue purled. "we ain't even talked about yer payment to us, fer helpin' yew out."
his red eyes glowed; he warned her not to approach the kill again with a tilt of his muzzle.