get 'em

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Something was wrong. A new scent filled the air, similar to that of a wolf but not close enough, not right. Whoever or whatever they were, they weren't family and thus they weren't allowed to be here. Maybe Levi ought to do something about that, just because he could. He breathed deep and from the stench of it realised it had to be nearby, that the wind didn't have to carry it far. He scanned his surroundings, spines down the back of his neck prickling sharp as his hackles raised. The mystery of it all wasn't appealing to him, he hated being left in the dark, especially when he felt as though something was watching him from within the long grass.

Puffing up as tall as his tiny form would allow, he bared his teeth, goading whatever was in hiding to come on out. The game was up, he knew it was there. And so out of the long grass it came, small and slim with an orange coat to rival his mother's splodges. Its underbelly and chin were a soft white, whilst the end of its limbs were smeared black. It was a fox and even though he couldn't put a name to it, he knew it wasn't right, that the feral look in its eyes wasn't normal. That he'd have to fight it, drive it out of this place before someone else could take this chance from him.

With a puppyish snarl he leapt into action, sabres snapping as he raised a paw, hoping to slash at it with a talon. He was small but sharp, intent on doing damage even if he wasn't exactly sure what would work best.