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The ferocity and intensity of her own attack surprised Kiara. She had changed so much since the birth of her puppies, and the arctic female wasn't sure about how to feel. Before her puppies had been born she was a happy, playful spirit who never showed dominance. Kiara had been a great huntress, but fighting and demanding submission had been impossible for her. Yet, there she was, fighting with the larger tawny female.
The young mother's display of dominance went unchallenged and the stranger quickly backed off and submitted. Her tail tucked between her legs and she whined at Kiara. Sapphire eyes stared suspiciously at the tawny female while Kiara raised her head and tail high. Rage and power filled the young mother and fueled the desire to protect her puppies. The normally submissive wolf had become the Alpha of her small patch of land, and for the first and perhaps last time in her life, she glowed with the aura of a leader.
It took almost no time at all for the stranger to apologize and Kiara relaxed a little. Slowly her heckles lowered and her black lips passed back over her teeth. Growls subsided, but the look of suspicion never left her eyes. Kiara had placed herself firmly between the den and the tawny female. As the white mother calmed down, her mind slowly took over and she began to analyze the female who groveled before her. The female smelled like she was part of a pack, but the scent was confused somehow. Unfortunately, Kiara could not muddle out the strange scent because the tawny wolf smelled strongly of heat and it nearly overpowered everything else.
"Who are you and why have you come here luperci?" By that time, Kiara had simply come to the assumption that everyone she met was a luperci. For the most part, that was true. The female had only knowingly met two who had been uninfected like herself. However, as she spoke the words, a dark shadow crossed her form. Kiara, should by all rights, be a luperci herself. Amy had infected her, however she had never felt the urge to change. A month had passed and Kiara had almost forgotten about her predicament. Why was that? Did it take a long time for the virus to become active? Deep blue orbs started at the female before her and wondered if perhaps the stranger could answer her questions.
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