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His mind had slowly begun to realize that there was no point in this anymore. While his instinct and breeding told him that this creature needed to be brought down his own form was travel weary and he knew that he would have to turn tail and run. It might be viewed as a victory to the golden bronze beast that attacked him but in his own eyes it would allow him to live to fight another day, and marked in his memory now was the scent and sight of this creature who had provoked this fight, one day he would find him again.

Now though, he needed to flee his mind screamed. His fangs had found the blood of the other and his veins screamed victory as the other seemed to bolt away when Thoirni released his form, but just as quickly as he turned his head the stranger had come crashing back again. He snarled and quickly twisted about to try and face his attacker. His timing was off though as the male slammed into him, rolling his body across the sandy dirt before he staggered back to his paws.

He quickly shook his pelt out, a spray of blood flying from his wound as he took swiftly to his paws. This was his chance, while the other was still trying to gather himself Thoirni took the chance to flee. His heavy paws thundering on the earth at the border as he turned back the way he came. The hell with this, he would find another way across the territories and on to better lands.


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