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Astaroth

As much as Astaroth craved independence, she felt equally as bound to her siblings. Spending time alone, as fun as it was, wasn't quite as fulfilling as tagging along with them on whatever adventures they were getting into... so it wasn't a surprise when she caught a whiff of Lore's scent, heading toward the knolls to the northeast of Avalon's territories, that she trailed after her. Her multicolored eyes roved the territory greedily, drinking it all in as quickly as she could. The way the land rose and fell here in small hills intrigued her. She moved to crest one of the hills once she drew closer, though she became quickly aware of another smell. Not Lore's, but something.. rotten?

Her nose wrinkled as she tried to place it, noting it grew stronger as her sister's aroma did. It wasn't long before she caught what was beginning to transpire, seeing the scene from a distance. Her sister, surrounded by some mangy looking coyotes. She just came within earshot when her sister let loose a howl for help.

Immediately she felt a protectiveness wash over her, pushing away the fear that began to creep up, rising like bile in her throat. She wasn't so sure she would've reacted the same had she been here alone. "Get lost, losers," Astaroth snarled as she lunged forward, aiming to send the coyotes scattering.

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do you have a minute to talk about our lord and savior?

aw large pred fight (coyote pack)

Astaroth