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The viciousness of his darting blade was not reflected in his face as he advanced, choosing hostile action above the unknown. He preferred simple before complicated. Dark nostrils flared with desire to catch the stench of sweet scarlet. Perhaps it was a shame that he acted as he did, but her previous behaviour made her a wild card that he didn’t want to deal with. He had intended this day to be empty of unpleasant surprises. It was not unusual to run into other canines while walking around in no man’s land, but she had left him confusing trails and remained within proximity too long for him to believe she was an innocent creature.
Her bleak, alien form knew speed when she wished it to, but he didn’t lack in that department either. Pale feet pursued her though with the blade in hand, his pace couldn’t match hers exactly. He would have been relieved to see her form eventually disappear in the distance, but the woman chose to turn and confront him with the white noise of her voice once more. What was he hiding? What was he protecting? He thought of the fragile creature he had hidden away within the kingdom of thorns. But this dog was not Sirius, and couldn’t demand answers.
Sunset eyes squinted slightly as the sword darted after her clothed form once more.
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