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Digging came easily. All she needs is time.

Humans have come for my territory before, but I didn’t expect them to target my weakness.

I want to shred some necks.

My steps falter as I form my attack strategy, heart threatening to leap out of my rib cage.

Wolf’s bane.

Nothing. I don't understand. I smell the Hunters in the air. What disguise did they choose?

My eyes linger on her turquoise shimmers. The finger I run over her fur comes back with blood. 

The Hunters are in the air.

I don't have time to explain. It's a split-second decision.

Jan 2, 2024
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