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713 words. Prepare for a lot of HNNNNGGGG-ing! Poor Mala. -hugs her-
The creature wasn't all too sure what she had done to deserve such hostility by the black furred female before her. Then again, the last time Mala was on these lands, she had run into a pup who had been friendly to her, and so thought that she might run into her little rambunctious pal again. What she encountered, instead, was a pair of angry eyes and teeth baring at her. Malachi knew she was a loner, even if she was accepted by some others who belonged to a pack. The shaggy creature felt her heart fall in her chest for a moment, with that deep voice in the back of her head telling her that she could never join a pack.. never truly belong anyplace.
That voice was a constant reminder of Malachi's banishment. She almost wished she hadn't been playing with those pups, that day. But hadn't she taught them well? Hadn't she given them warmth when they needed it? And what about the tribe.. hadn't she done well as a hunter for all of them to feast happily? The great creature just didn't understand, and she forcefully shut her eyes when she heard those biting words that would never leave her. 'Get out!'
But as quickly as she shut her honey eyes, they shot open with a wild look in them, as the black female darted for Mala's back leg. A large bellow, almost like a howl, shot through her cream-colored muzzle, feeling the sharp pain of teeth digging past the fat of her back leg and into the powerful muscles. It was indescribable, almost, the daggers that shot through her back leg, and then traveled to her other senses, telling her that she was being attacked. "Hnnnnnngggggg!" Malachi cried, though it was surprising even to her how un-wolf like such a sound was. But it was natural, and it described just how distressed she was at that moment.
Malachi made to turn her body, to try and shake the offender off her leg without wanting to hurt the other. She didn't know who the female was, but she had to have been part of the pack Denali was from. The beast noticed the anger that radiated the black wolf's face when Mala mentioned the pup, but she wasn't all too sure why. Could this have possibly been the alpha female Denali spoke about? His... mother?
Her large head lifted, sand stirring as Malachi moved to shake the wolf off of her form. She noticed another female, with several pups darting around, and Malachi looked on, pleading with her tear-filled eyes. "Heeelp! Please help! Getuapemul!" She yelled at the female, who in turn only called her an oaf, thinking it was she that was attacking the black female, and seemed to shield her pups away from the scene. That action alone only brought more painful memories of her past tribe behind.. after such an incident, everyone hid their pups away from what was once their pupsitter, and former friends averted their eyes and refused to speak to her. "Leave my sister alone!" Malachi's rounded ears heard the mother yell, stirring her away from her thoughts, and Mala gritted her own teeth as the black female stayed latched onto her leg, her teeth only sinking further for good measure.
Several more 'Hnnnnggggg' sounds rang into the chilly air from Mala's throat, but it seemed that trying to release the female by movement was not going to work. The large creature turned again to look at the female that was attacking her, and lifted a large front paw to try and bat her away from her leg. Malachi felt the warm liquid beginning to pool from her wound, and there was a sudden, indescribable anger that bubbled up within her, threatening to burst. Mala almost didn't hear the mother from afar give a warning howl, which made Mala sick to her stomach just then. In no time at all, a larger black wolf entered the scene, and the creature briefly eyed the male who began to circle her. She knew then she was in grave danger, but her immediate concern was to be free of the sharp, painful teeth that not only dug into her skin, but seemingly at her very heart.