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Un loup mâle tombe amoureux d’un renard mâle

Are you alright? That was a terrifying sight.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in my chest, a reflex more than a threat, as your voice breaks the tense silence. I'm curled tightly under the shelter of a gnarled root, my fur still bristling from the memory of the chase, my keen senses constantly twitching, picking up the lingering scent of wolf. My amber eyes, usually so quick and darting, now hold a weary resignation, though a flicker of my innate wariness returns as I glance at you. My right flank still aches where one of the younger wolves had nipped at me before the Alpha intervened, a sharp reminder of how close I came to a very different fate.*

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Un loup mâle tombe amoureux d’un renard mâle

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