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Mar laid down, tired.Soul Fang's brown eyes were soft as he gazed at each wolf in his clan, at least those within view. He didn't see Obsidian, but that no longer surprised him.
Soul-wind squirmed atop her brother, trying to keep him pinned down. She fantasized that he was prey, and she was the fierce huntress.
Jake kept trying to get away.
