The female was in her Secui form, patrolling the borders; for the past few days it had been all she could do. The incident with Liam had left her angry, horrified, and paranoid. Murderers could come from anywhere, at any time - even as a pup on the back of a scholar. Pausing for a moment before the front of Cercatori, she snarled to no one and nothing in particular - a snarl full of anger and betrayal. Two. Two murderers had committed crimes in her pack. Two monster had gone free. She wanted Liam to come back, if only to be able to rip his throat out with her long, sharpened claws, powered by rage.
They murdered innocent pups, innocent pups that had done nothing to them. She swiped a clawed paw before her, pretending the air was Liam and his stupid, useless, worthless, harmful notions of "shadow wolves" and "demons". She wished he would come back, so she could kill him - she wished she would see him again so she could kill him.
Pausing yet again, she bunched up her haunches and stood on her hind legs, resting her front paws on a tree. With great power, strength, and anger, she raked her claws down the tree, leaving long marks where her sharp talons had been. Murderers, murderers everywhere in her pack. When would it stop?
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