Friendship Forged By Fighting

He held tightly to the tiger, grunting between closed jaws with the effort of it, until at last the tiger's flailing slowed, and then stilled. He released his grip, and the body fell to the floor with a heavy thump. He let out a slow, painful breath, which was better than the panting he wanted to do.

A glance at the cherry young wolf told him that the girl - Seere - was fine and unharmed. Thank goodness for small mercies. “Hello, little grasshopper” He said, pulling calm back around him and offering her a warm, teasing smile. No need to let the little one know just how worried he’d been. “I’m Mercury. You think i’m good enough to join your club, eh?” he teased lightly.

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