By River We Come to Spirit You Away
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I'm going to reply with Nayati and he's going to shoot and kill the NPC Guardian sneaking up on Savi 300+

The scent of the intruders hit her hard in the nose and there was no denying that her suspicions had been confirmed. What had happened to that once-peaceful pack? Of all the other packs in the area—besides the Court where Anu's children lived—the tribe was the last group she would have thought to ever come after them violently. This was completely unprovoked and the Consul would not soon forget this disgrace. Coming in the night like a bunch of cravens. The woman heard her packmates running around and beside her and as the raiders came into sight, Savina let out another loud howl to rally the spirits of her pack and to let the intruders know they had come as far into Crimson Dreams as they would get.


A sharp whistling noise was heard a few times off to her side. She remembered that sound and the shock of impact when one of the projectiles had hit her shoulder. Jazper bellowed out the danger to his packmates and Savina's sharp eyes caught sight of the archer who now seemed intent on her. The alphess snarled and bristled at the man and silently she reached out to the dark, rage-fueled power within her. These wolves attacked unprovoked and now threatened her pack and family. She would not stand for it. She would not allow it. The male came after her and threw a punch, but Savina reared up and snapped her teeth at his face, the claws of her front paws scrabbling to cut his flesh.


The pounding of hooves filled the woman's ears and soon the angry horse was looming up at her attacker. The Consul dodged out of the way of the equine's fury and briefly saw the frightened Veles on the creature's back. This battle was not for her, and even if the horse was helpful she would not risk them both in this skirmish. "Pixie!" she bellowed. "Get back to the manor, warn the others." She then focused back on the archer and lunged to try and catch hold of his arm or hand with her jaws. If she could injure one of his arms badly enough he would not be able to fire any more arrows at her packmates. Unfortunately the woman was so focused upon this man she did not see the other warrior coming up behind and to her side.

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