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[Svara Thames]

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WC:700 Svara stared up into the beasts eyes. They were brown and as dark as the night when the moon was gone. The teeth of the animal were large and white baring down at her about ready to end her life. Svara smiled slightly and looked right into the creatures eyes with her own yellow ones. She knew she wasn't nice, or that she didn't know how to show compassion to others; Maybe then this was her punishment for not showing some? The she wolf let her head turn to the side looking into the deep woods, seeing the long abyss that she now called home. The sound of the beasts rumble was loud and close to her young ears. Svara just kept that smile on her face as she watched the woods. No one would come, no one would save her, they never saved you. "YOU BITCH!" the young pup shouted, her foul laungage unheard of for a pup so young. The larger black females looked at her. Her muzzle was covered in blood and two young bodies lay at her feet. Svara's baby legs quivered in hatred and sorrow. Those two bodies eyes stared out liflessly right at the wolf pup, her litter mates. "I won't have something so foul living. It took me three months to convince drake that I wouldn't kill his little rats. Now your the last one." Svara watched her black mother stalk towards her, the blood of her brothers on the womens muzzle. A loud growl erupted in the air around them. Svara's yellow eyes turned to see her grey father, his large body was sleek and beautiful and his grey eyes on his two dead sons. There seemed to be a sorrow in those eyes as he looked upon is dead children. Svara didn't think twice she rushed towards the male, she didn't stand behind him scared, but beside him her yellow eyes full of anger and regret, that she couldn't have died in her brother Zack's stead; Her father deserved a son. "Sabeen this is the last straw! I have dealt with your trickery and bitch tatics one to many years." Her father didn't look down at her as he passed his daughter and went towards the black female. Svara couldn't wait to see the blood of that womens on the ground with her lost brothers. She kept watching those woods death would be coming soon, it had only been a few seconds since the bear had pushed her underneath it's body. The sound of paw steps made her ears twitch and the bears above her making it pause. What was even louder was the sound of her name beind hollered as a tan flash of fur was launched onto the beasts back it's jaw locking onto it's throat. Svara's eyes were wide as she watched firefly on the bears back. Out of all of her pack members, she was closest to this tan female, and she had come. Narrowing her eyes she watched the bear fly back into a tree. Svara heard a crunch, she wasn't sure if it was firefly or the tree its self. Jumping to her paws the young she wolf went for the bears ankles snapping down hard on flesh and bone. Between her and firefly the pup only hoped that they could take down the beast. What she hadn't imagined to happen was for the beasts teeth to grip onto her shoulder and pick her up throwing her a good ten feet away, ripping the flesh on her joint. A pain filled snarl was torn from her body as she got up and went for the animal again. Blood dripped into the snow. If anything the she wolf wasn't a coward and wouldn't abandon the one female that had come to save her in the first place. This time when Svara launched herself at the large carnavor she went for the throat, and hoped that was what she had grasped in her strong fangs when they meet flesh.

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