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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 1:13 am
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She’d only just gotten into a good chew zen when she was interrupted. It was a male voice and for a second Minnow was sure it must be her son; who probably thought she had some food and the overgrown pup would try snap it out of her mouth. So her first instinct was to growl, a rumbling warning, ears going back. Her position on the ground wasn’t defensible but she didn’t rise. It wasn’t as if Pike was a threat to anything other than the stick she was munching on.
Even as her growl died away, Minnow was focusing on the figure watching her from across the stream - and that was definitely not her son. She’d wanted a distraction, someone to talk to, but now that there was another wolf directly in front of her, she wasn’t exactly pleased. Not yet, anyway.
Her ears flicked back forward, giving the male a once over. Big, handsome, keen-eyed. Just her type.
“What do you want?” She demanded, nose in the air, snooty.
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