~Wolves of Silver Mist~ A Role Play Always accepting!

Star flopped away. Night grabbed Charger's muzzle with pain in his eyes. Moon pounced on her back. Feather ripped at her belly.

Charger showed no sign of pain, just anger. She pierced into Night with her pure green eyes, staring him down. With her back legs, she knocked the wind out of Feather.

Thunderbird leaped into the pile, aiming for Charger's neck.
 
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Ferron was looking for Charger to explain that he decided that they should be friends since she didn't seem interested in him. He heard fighting and cautiously approached.
 
Star dodged the blow. Feather bowled Charger over.

Charger looked around, she looked at Night with a cold gaze, but it also showed a hint of softness. Knowing that she was severely outnumbered, and wounded at that, she stood and looked Star straight in the eyes with an air of authority. "What do you want with me?" She asked. It was meant to be a form of surrender.
 

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