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The world fell away as the tiger loomed over Seal. Her small body had never before felt such fear.

Death.

Death had always been a distant acquaintance. She had met them when her family killed prey to eat. And she had met them at Moonspear’s cliffside tomb. They even lingered at Narwhal’s cairn… but now, Seal looked directly into the face of the life-ender.

It felt like her heart had stopped before the tiger touched a single hair on her head. However, the instinct to survive jumpstarted her stalled engine. Adrenaline began to course through the child’s veins. When the tiger struck, she snarled like a wicked creature and gnashed her fangs. There was no thought or eloquence to her chaotic movements – they were only the frenzied reactions of a cornered animal fighting for its life.

Seal’s only saving grace was that another wolf, a complete stranger, had come to her aid. The strong man took the brunt of the tiger’s onslaught. His alabaster pelt and ferocious nature were reminiscent of a warrior spirit from one of Kukutux’s fables.

Then, as their strength waned, reinforcements arrived. Seal caught sight of a familiar red tail.

"Da?" she cried out as she fell behind the three men for safety.

The violent fight continued. In his weakened state, Seal watched as the spirit warrior was cut down. Then, the tiger came, once again, for her. Bleeding, Seal felt light-headed. The pain was unbearable. She fell back towards Shard and passed out as Bronco and Njord continued to keep the tiger at bay.

Unable to go on, her unconscious body was carried away from the fight by Shard to a safe place.