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His eyes widened as he felt the teeth sink into his leg. Pain shot up his limb and he cried out in anger. He staggered backward, teeth bared. His mind raced. Blood leaked from his fresh wounds, staining his creamy coat. The masked wolf struck out at his aggressor, fangs aiming for the area where his opponent's legs bent. As the hybrid bit Loviere again, the man cried out in pain. He staggered back heavily, shakily planting his hind legs behind him so as to strengthen his stance. The long claws of his Secui form raked the earth anxiously as he searched for a way out. His inexperience glowed in his face as the blood dripped from his legs to the earth.
He opened his mouth as if to speak further, but this man had made it clear enough that he was not there to converse. He walked carefully, being sure not to put weight on his lame leg. His eyes never left the enemy as he picked his way carefully around. He just needed an opening, a clear path, and he could run. The long white hair upon his neck rose and he kept his mouth ready to snap if the stranger struck again. Loviere's breathing was quick, heavy, as the bites on his legs began to take their toll.
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