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The heavy placement of huge pads on the ground alerted Verda to the other's presence before he was seen. She snarled, but kept her muzzle burried deep in the deer's cut, swallowing chunks of flesh as fast as she could tear them loose. It was only a few bites she got in, before hse rosed to her full frame, letting her hackles rise, and mimicking his posture. her head went high, her tail curled over her back, and she issued a warning snarl. She'd not let this loner near her kill. She'd do damage first. She stepped over the kill, protecting it using her body, and blocking off any direct route to it. She snarled again, deep and low in her chest. he'd have to fight her for it if he wanted it. She had spent two years fighting for her life, against wolves bigger than she, he did not threaten her, and her defiance shined brightly in her clear brown eyes. Clearly she was telling him to fuck off. Lips pulled back from impressive canines, stained red with her recent kill. Blood matted the short hair around her muzzle and cheeks, gving an eary hue to her dark pelt. She met his gaze, glare for glare, and spoke mentally, directing her words at him, intead of at her pack, who were still at large. "You'll not get this kill. It's mine." Her tone gave the impression she meant what she said, and she said what she meant. |