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The pup yelped as she was nearly trampled on, but was so focused on the monsters, she did not take the time to scold Coeus. After her loud warning, she realized how just loud she had been, and did not give a second thought about the man’s warning, her fore legs hitting the dirt. But, her rump remained in the air, her tail wagging with uncontrollable excitement that could not be hidden, even in that dire time. She was breathing heavily, her tongue lolling out of her month, but she had to contain herself to hear what the wolf had said next.

“No,” she whined softly, drawing out the simple word as she stressed the sound, “they’re smart! They are just waiting for the perfect chance to roll us, when we’re not expecting it. That’s how they nearly tricked Sydney.” But, she remained silent as Coeus inspected the enemy. Though she did not glance towards him, her gaze tracking on the orange-things, she was sure he was awestruck, maybe even panicking about what laid in front of them. But, not her! She was Sydney the great, the warrior, and she would defeat them! She began to wriggle in her place, her fuzzy white pelt seeming to fluffy up even more.

“Yeah—attack!” she declared loudly, and jumped from her crouch, running valiantly towards the patch of monsters. She stumbled a few times over her large paws, but it did not deter her as she leaped at the smallest orange-thing, the same one she tried to carry off before. With paws gripping it, she began her attempts on biting it, but the monster was too big to do so. With her scuffling, she set the others off, rolling around with the attacked brethren. She saw their movement, but she was intent for the orange-thing to beg for mercy from the minor scratches she was causing it, and then she would be satisfied.

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