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As soon as Ciara relaxed Terra tensed up. Was Augustus nearby? As stealthily as she could Terra gathered herself together, prepared to fight if she had to. Terra was much weaker than Ciara, having gotten much greater wounds, but if she was going down she was making sure the other would be going with her. Hearing that some wouldn't fight for life Terra twisted her head. It was the most basic instinct of them all. To simply not fight for that, to give in without another word. It was wrong, unnatural. Even pups fought for life, despite the fact that all they could really do was cry for help and do their best to dodge. Some even got creative and would bite the enemy, though that still usually went poorly.
She nodded her head along with the wolf, agreeing that it was foolish to leave the meal alone for so long. Terra had been sure it had been an abandoned kill, so ripe for her to eat. Hearing Ciara's question Terra looked away, disinterested. That doesn't really matter now. The cougar was a threat. Now it's gone. It should have chosen it's battle more carefully. It should have let Terra run. Instead it had been proud enough to think it could kill a measly scavenger, only to discover that the coyote had much more than that inside her.
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