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The scent was foreign to her, reeking of another pack’s member traipsing right on into Dahlia’s territory. Princess had never been assigned to border duty, nor was she actually built to do so. All the same, she felt it was her place to go and say something to the nasty intruder. Who would be stupid enough to enter Dahlia de Mai’s territory without permission? Obviously, because this male did not smell of any of Dahlia’s members, he did not have permission. In her lupus form, she was small, but her short legs were capable of carrying her swiftly to the area that the stranger’s scent was coming from. Princess had been this way before, when she had escaped the pack lands to visit the strange place with the tall things, Halifax, and then once again, when she had run there to find the dress she had seen the first time. It was plausible that the strange male had entered from Halifax.
As she came closer at her brisk speed, Princess glared at the strangely colored male. He did have an interesting pattern in his fur, and for a moment, Princess just looked curiously. She had never seen someone who looked like that before. The forgotten anger was found quickly, and she looked at him irritably. “Hey, you! What do you think you’re doing here?” Princess barked, standing a few feet away from the male. Her goal was to stop the male from coming any further into the pack’s lands, although judging from his size compared to hers (an overwhelming difference), it was unlikely to happen if he was determined to enter the lands. Her mixed eyes settled on the male with a glare, as she had decided on an attempted look of loathing. He would surely know that she meant serious business when he saw the way she was looking at him; Princess was absolutely certain of that.
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