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"Now, used the stream to wash out the blood." HE instructed, "otherwise we'll alert the others. You go first, and hurry or the stink will set in."
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Having finished, he shook his fur of any excess water. Now raising his head, he motioned over to the cow.
"Well... enjoy your first big game kill." he almost said with a grin.
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He then joined her a he began to eat his fill, tearing the meat from bone. He also thought of a way for her to always be within reach of food, but for now, he'd enjoy himself with the kill.
Letting meat slip down his throat, he'd almost forgotten how the fresh meat always tasted, what with the hierarchy of the pack sometimes left him with the colder meat.
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"But, how do you put into words the pointless hatred of other clans for reasons other than territory and food?"
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"... I hope so." He thought to himself, before heading back to the rest of the pack.
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Something possessed, no, told him to stray around the area he'd met Snowstorm. The questions of whether she had decent lodging or food made plagued his mind, but he stopped himself. She'd told him she learned to survive. But still... she interested him, why, he still hadn't figured out, but his gut feeling, a trait learned from his mother, told him to go.
So, leaving the den of brush, he sneaked out of the clearing, dousing his scent so he wouldn't be followed.
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His fur shifted slightly as he sat down on the grass, the sunlight glistening off it with a dim glow.
"And foxes... don't really make the best of playmates."
He'd hoped that would lead the conversation elsewhere, for he was here for a reason, just one he couldn't quite put into words.
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Needless to say, her lick had caught him off-guard rendering him a little tongue tied. He began trying to put his reason into words but all were hesitant stutters.
"I can't think of a reason." he answered honestly, "But I'm glad you're okay."
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She had gotten a little worried waiting for him to say something "Are you going to let your clan know they're here, and battle them" She asked as she walked closer to him her tail hanging low to the ground.
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"How many do you count?" he whispered.
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"I may be bigger than they are, but I'll be overwhelmed." He spoke.
However, he knew that this had to be taken care of now. His options where limited. His dark brown eyes shot among the group to find the pack leader. He found it soon enough. One large male, about half his size, with bright blue eyes. He looked about the age of the second youngest of his pack. This gave him an idea that would have made him grin.
"How about we have a little fun with these seventeen?" He suggested.
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"Now just follow my lead."
Akecheta ran a short ways to the clearing just in view of the pack of seventeen. He then growled as he faced the direction Snowstorm would come from, his fir slightly bunched up, and his ferociously large teeth bared.
"All right, you miserable Light wench! I run no more, prepare to defend yourself!"
The pack seemed unsure what was going on and stopped in their tracks.
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