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

"Maybe." said Charger with a twinkle in her eye.

(This is for you, Frin.
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( I know that was cold.)

Feather pushed into her chest and Rain grabbed her back leg and bit in hard. Night ran over and clawed at her back.

Charger knew she could win, she had to, or she would die. She bit down on Feather's neck with all the force she could muster. She ignored Night the best she could, and kicked Rain in the face with a back leg.
 

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