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Hadley looked up as Isa's voice rang out. What was that? Immediately the deer was forgotten, nose raised as he worked on locating his partner. There she was, just a short distance off. He started at a slow trot, breaking into a full run as his nose detected yet another scent. A male. Near Isa? Not on his watch! He moved forward, not even paying attention to the fact that Isa had probably run into him. All that mattered was there was a threat, one Hadley would be quickly taking care of.
He reached Isa's side, licking at her muzzle. Was she okay? Was everything alright? He turned to eye the sandy male. He didn't like him. Those eyes were far too open, a trap for sure. He was probably like the blond trader with a similar coat. Growling he shoved himself between them, drawing himself up as tall as he could, despite the slight quaking in his legs. He was in lupine form after all, and the optime wolf could easily kill him, ending his life right there. What did you do?
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