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It was two on one. Kohaku and Lucia pounced on their mother and Kiara dramatically rolled to the ground. The young puppies were so excited that their bodies shook as their tails moved quickly from side to side. The colorful male rushed his mother, his small body bounded across the short distance and Kiara opened her jaws to catch him. She easily picked him up and rolled him over, but Kohaku refused to give up. His small paws wraped around her muzzled and he nipped her wet nose. While Kiara had an epic battle with her eldest puppy, Lucia clambered on top of her mother and gave a short howl of triumph.
The scent of a stranger and sound of approaching footsteps alerted the white mother to company. Kiara bolted upright, her white ears swiveled atop her head as she listened carefully. Kohaku, who was not detered by his mother’s sudden movements, tried in vain to continue their game. Lucia on the other hand, was well aware of the change in their mother and looked about the clearning with curious eyes. A low growl alerted Kiara to danger and she immediately stood and pulled back her black lips to reveal a set of ferocious teeth.
Lucia slid off of her mother’s back and quickly took refuged underneath their mother with her Kohaku. Their small bodies flattened against the ground and looked about in frightened silence. Kiara let out a ferocious growl and greeted her unwanted visitor with a high tail. The strange female spouted nonsense and charged. Kiara held her ground, ready to defend her pups. Frightened, the tiny wolves dashed toward the safety of their den. However, the tawny female soon retracted her anger and fell before Kiara in a heap. Kohaku let out a tiny wolfish bark and growled at the much larger luperci from the mouth of the den. The young mother, who was not subdued by her cry, was more then ready to drive the agressor away.
Kiara charged the female, her ferocious fangs snapped at her blackened face and an angry growl erupted from her maw. The snow wolf's white fur stood on end and anger burned in her eyes. Despite her ferocious appearnece, the arctic wolf’s goal was not to main the other, but simply drive off. Her attacks were slow and were not indended to make contact. Even so, the creamy wolf was an intruder on her lands and was a threat to her defenseless puppies. Kiara was not about to let her near them.
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