Ivory tusks

Wolves started appearing out of the woodwork, perhaps drawn to the oddity like he was. Something about the creature, despite its peaceful demeanor, oozed danger- a warning not to challenge its strength, which piqued Rhazien’s interest. He wanted to take it down. The wolves who gathered had a similar idea- a boy he recognized lunging forward, snapping at its legs to get it moving. A pretty girl rushed in and grabbed a heel, and the pup, bit the other leg. The elephant rumbled out a high-frequency roar, nasally but intimidating. But Rhazien wasn’t detoured- he ran into the fray, lunging up at the elephant's side to bite down with his serrated fangs.  

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