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Citadel growled back at his smaller sister as she dug in, keeping hold of the fish and trying to pull it back towards her. She was really going to try and steal his hard one prize? His growl became louder, more threatening as he gave the fish another hard tug. Mine! The growl said. The more she held onto it, the more possessive he felt over the impressive catch.

He gave another valiant tug, and the fish tore. Breaking apart until each wolf carried a piece of it. The force of his pull sent him tumbling backwards, half into the water. He sat where he had fallen, looking at his torn fish in bewilderment.



"Citadel"||"Selene"