there's beauty in destruction
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indent The scent crept in like a bad dream, and Gabriel’s fur began to rise along his shoulders. Of course they should find a wolf here, on their lands. Of course he should be alone and looking for a fight. The strange male was weak and smelled of old, sour shit and the strange forests. Gabriel’s head lowered and his muzzle twisted, bearing his fangs. There was no thought process in what had to be done; Inferni was at war and Inferni was not going to stand for this. His war was one of society and one in his blood—destroy the weak and crush the fools who dared question his clan’s intention.
indent No words passed between the brothers. Gabriel rushed forward and met the wolf head on, ducking his head low. The wolf’s teeth grabbed thick fur but the hybrid’s teeth connected with flesh. He bit down and tore, leaping back as blood began to spill from the muscle above the stranger’s left leg, close to his chest.




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