When the Sun gets too warm
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She was fast! Not someone that would be easy to take down. Tharin had felt her fangs breeze at his neck. He could have been killed. The snarl remained as strong as before, but this time there was a different hint in his voice. He couldn't help but admire her strength. He still didn't care for her being so close to the pack borders, and would drive her off. He didn't want to kill her though.

Turning he lunged for her legs, trying to drive her back from where his pack rested. Once she was far enough that he wouldn't have to worry about their scents being picked up by the pack, and other aggressors following, he would let the other side of him come out. Right now though, he wasn't going to take her sharp attitude.


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