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Sirius · 09-02-2020, 11:00 PM

The formation was a standard one, and the two wolves worked almost seamlessly as they created the killing ground. Marshal remained above, making himself useful as a scout as he gave the occasional cry. The predetermined signals telling Sirius their numbers. The cool evening wind brushed through his muscles as he found his spot.

Turning to Naiche once more, and confirming he was in position, he gave a sharp nod. Expecting the wolf to understand the signal, the Warlord leaped forward. The coyotes, eating the remains of a kill left behind by some more able-bodied predator, began to scramble. Surprise already on his side, and now redundant, the Warlord roared. Working his lungs heard to create a noise worthy of his size and stature. The chaos increased, as the creatures panicked. Those that ran into the trap that was Naiche, he would trust his companion to deal with. Those that chose to flee, he allowed to leave. He hoped they would remember this lesson. The ones that chose to defend their prize, he would attack. He leaped onto the body of once such creature, crushing it beneath his superior size.

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