pulling the trigger
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He wasn't particularly surprised when the green eyed little vermin took off towards her brother, and instead of focus on her, his attention snapped immediately to the larger threat. Endymion's words hung low in the air, an unspoken threat dangling just behind his eyes, but the cruel, malicious grin of disregard showed him the way, he hung back, little form still held in his uptight and defensive posture, tail curling and lashing behind him. This was close to Inferni, and close to his home; while he had little desire to defend the coyotes there, it was still his, and one day, he would take it.

I said, fuck off, wolf, came the mockingbird's reiteration, followed the twisted laughter that held absolutely no emotion. The adult wouldn't dare attack him; this he knew to be true. The whole clan, even though Andre was hardly one worth fighting for, would be down on his head if he did; even though the crazy boy was not worth keeping around, he was certainly an asset. One day he would be cast out for his behaviour, his blatant disobeying, his hatred, and his deeply set anger, but that was a day in the future, away from his meager concerns.

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