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Anu had known the risks when her friend had come to her with his simple plea. He had told her, and the scent of fear that had trailed from their bodies made the words more then simply believable. Their sincere thanks were proof to the atrocity they had left behind, and she now understood first hand the menace that had brought them to the Dreaming door step. She hadn't thought a war would be started, but she had known they would need to fight. Anu had prayed it would begin with words, she was far better in negotiations then in battle.
But she lay, weakened by her mistreatment and the fighting in the brush. Fear touched her heart, and she fought that instinctual urge to surrender to the obvious dominate creature. Though fear and pain was not all that she held.
He came at her, and Anu flinched as if he was about to hit her. But he merely breathed in her face, her eyes closed slightly as the stench filled her nose and she fought the urge to lean back. Anu was silent at the insult she expected in one form or another, her mouth in a tight frown. She was not a beast of anger, but one of understanding. Yet, as her previous words indicated her patience was nil and she was beyond trying to find a common ground. You will not have the Utinas She stated, as slow as he had spoken. He would never have what he wanted.
With her fear, her pain... Anu held pity. Anu pitied him, for she knew that Savina would come. Her alphess would come for her, and he would see that he was no longer simply against a wounded blood matted rat beneath a silver tipped pelt.
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