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There came several loud yelps from Lorraine as she was shot by Shein. The wolf was slowed but not deterred. A fury shown in its golden eyes that seared into Shein. The wolf's ears perked forward when it caught the murmuring of Shein. It hesitated, looking from Shein to Nyvereth's body.

A growl rumbled deep in the wolf's body. It lifted itself from the ground where it had collapsed and it approached Shein. It limped toward him. Blood matted on its fur, darkening the already red hair. It took one step, then two. It chest heaved in the effort it took to simply walk. The wolf bared its teeth at Shein.

It golden eyes landed on the body of Nyvereth and then swooped down over Shein. The growl in the wolf's throat died to a high pitched whine. Its ears drooped. The mark on Shein's arm was noticed by the wolf and it seemed to tame her. It was no longer the bright glow it had been, but a pale image of the feather.

The fur melted away from the wolf as it collapsed back down onto the ground. A woman was left, naked and bleeding from where Shein had shot her.

"She ... marked ... you?" A tear slid from Lorraine's eye and she moaned in pain. Her hand covered a wound in her ribs. Lorraine's eyes rolled in her skull. The woman's body jerked in mild spasms of sheer agony. The shots would not kill her, but it was not a pleasant experience for Lorraine.