[M] the sands of time
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Clearly this man was not very intelligent. He remained even after she had told him to leave, remained on her own territory, to insult her further. He knew nothing of her, knew nothing of her past or what had occurred on that night. He was a lowly worm, not even of her pack; his aggression, his anger, all pointed towards a threat to her pack. And that would not be tolerated.

Suddenly, he lost all aggression - his eyes lowered, and he seemed to shrink. Not that it mattered to Skye. He was still a threat to her pack, still not leaving even after she had told him to. He truly was an idiot.

"Perhaps you didn't hear me the first time," she said, her voice low, soft, and dangerous. She was not stupid - she could tell that he did not find her a threat. That was fine. Underestimating her would only give her the upper hand if she had to strike.

"Leave. Now."

She did not care that he apologized - he should have thought of that before he opened his blathering, driveling mouth. She lifted her lip, showing her sharp fangs, and tensed, revealing her tightly coiled, wiry muscles. She let loose another snarl, giving the man a clear warning.

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