Solitude Interrupted
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indent The fact she was a wolf was a fact that was irrelevant. Had she been a coyote, he would have done the same. His hatred for her kin, his own kin thanks to his father, was something he only used when needed. Gabriel spat out fur and felt her move. For her size, the wolf had weight on him and thus managed to accomplish what she was aiming for. As she went for his hind legs he stumbled, hit the ground, and kicked up with his own feet. It would catch her under the chest or belly, and had her momentum led her forward, his forelegs were pivoting wildly, teeth snapping. As soon as his hind feet connected with something, he brought them down and began scrambling to roll over and get back on all fours.




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