I can't pretend that you don't bleed too

He usually wasn't a violent wolf, he was a healer and an explorer, but seeing the usually rambunctious and bullish child bought so low had unleashed something in him that he didn't know was lurking under the surface. Gilgamesh's arrival should have been enough to have the young healer falling back alongside Modesty, or peeling off after Calliope, instead the bump to his shoulder had him seeing red. The leader had pulled away from his snap and aimed one of her own towards his face, he leaned into the move, happy to risk an eye if meant finding his mark. Somehow Gilgamesh had ended up between them with a hold on the other wolf's neck. Whelp, if Gil ended up missing more of his ear-tip from getting in the middle of a fight, Sakana was sure he could try to reattach it later, once he'd had a chance to come back to himself.

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