Twist of Fate
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Shadowfang darted off, reaching Amy's side. He was just as quick as she was, just as trained. It was a clash of light and dark, bouncing off each other ferociously. The assassin struggled with her momentum, fighting to cut it off. A sweeping quick struck forward, trying to knock her off balance. Being on four legs made that much more difficult to achieve with Amy, and the secui dog easily stepped through the kick as if it hadn't even been thrown, moving with apparently as little effort as it took to breathe. They kept moving, Amy's teeth bared for a strike. There were no openings yet, but when there were Amy would take it without mercy.

The foolish dark wolf talked as he fought, doing his best to persuade her that fighting for the sake of protecting something was stronger than simply fighting for results. It was the results Amy cared about. She cared if at the end of the fight she was the victor, and whether or not what she wanted was achieved. A paw struck out towards her, even easier to dodge than the sweep as she switched to his other side. Amy growled as he talked about her loving the pups, thinking of them as more than a continuation of her line. Fangs bared she lunged for his thigh, ready to tear a giant chunk out.


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