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He lay on his side, his chest silently rising and falling, listening to the sounds of nature which surrounded him. His neck was stiff from where he had remained in one position too long, slowly he shifted his head to a cooler patch of rock and let out a small sigh; the cool rock felt soothing upon his injured cheek. Small splatters of blood covered the ground around his legs and chest; he’d given up on cleaning the wounds after his first two attempts and decided to wallow in self pity, to the point where his mind was so pre-occupied he did not even notice the female’s approach.
It took him a minute to even register that someone was even there, as he looked at her he could see her mouth moving but the words escaped him. Panic spread through him; he was injured and practically defenceless, and even if the one before him was pack he did not trust nor know this female enough for her to be near him when he was injured.
His lips curled back, showing sharp teeth as he let out a warning growl; tucking his feet underneath himself he tried to stand. Pain shot through his legs and he felt light headed; but he refused to show weakness in front of the female and so he forced himself to stand. He stood upon his shaking legs for a couple of seconds, only to collapse back down with a yelp.
Turning his head to the female he let out a growl of complaint. Now he looked truly pathetic in front of her, great. Resigning himself to being stuck where he was he looked over the female to assess how much of a threat she was.
To his surprise she looked completely harmless; she wore a soft pink dress and looked innocently cute. Frowning, he wondered if he had over reacted to the female; she didn’t look like a threat, even to him in his injured state. No, he corrected himself, the way she was holding herself; her paws on her hips, she wasn’t some naïve, little female who needed protection, the gesture showed personality, even a little attitude.
He stared at the female, his cold eyes filled with suspicion. “Who are you?” he asked in emotionless voice.
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