Not today

As she calmed her breathing and assessed herself for wounds, Laila, her flying companion let out a soft cry. Warning her that there was something out there still. She straightened, her eyes running across the Deluge and settling on the white form that came into focus. The other wolf had a couple inches on her, but not the towering height many in her family boosted. His pearl-toned coat was splattered with blood, and lifting her nose to the wind, she scented coyote. Had he taken out the one that had fled at the end?

She didn’t regret the creature's loss of life. She couldn’t, it would have happily pulled her apart and dined on her if she had lost. “Greetings to you, stranger” The Ashen Princess said formally. Eyeing him a little wearily. She was almost home, just one last stretch and she would be there. First the Coyotes, and now this stranger? She wasn’t sure what brought him here.


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