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As the lady approached suddenly, the dame started slightly, then turned to face the newcomer. As the lass' voice poured out, a hungry look in her eyes told the cream colored dame to back off. She did not heed this, and stood her ground, as when the first Elysium wolf had approached. Cyan eyes looked side to side. Thorns and brambles blocked either sides of her, ruining chances of escape. She was caught between two hostile pack wolves, and possibly more. "Ma'am. I understand that I am considered a trespasser as of now." The dame tried to stay calm, a sickening feeling building in her stomach. This would not be the end of her. "I am of no threat to you, I wish to be an ally and to train amongst your ranks. I can prove my strength and worth." As she finished her phrasing, cyan eyes were trained on the lady's coral irises.

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