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Hank's head was pounding, but the real reason he had retreated was that he didn't think it would do them any good to get in a fight right now. Who did Widow think she was, threatening them? She only had her juvi, and they had five full grown wolves. How could she think they could do anything but die or run? He was brought out of his reverie when Ice slumped to the floor, and he bounded forward. "Mierda," he cursed, checking Ice's life signs. He relaxed when he found that the elder wolf had fainted from exertion, and he got behind his head, preparing to lift the wounded man. "Here, someone help me lift 'im. He needs to sleep a while." He looked around expectantly at the others, waiting for someone to help him.
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Hannah had stood there silently. When Widow left, she had given the female a look that reminded her she had nearly taken her down the last time they fought. Hannibal had been a Juvy, a pup, then and now she was stronger and faster. She walked out after them and called out, "Watch it Widow. I know your weak spot and don't think I won't take you out the next time you threaten my pack." There was am emphasis on the word 'my'. The female walked back inside and she phased, all of her clothes ripping. The red wolf went and laid on the couch. Her eyes were this odd shade of gold that none of the others in the Tribe had seen before.
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Ice got back up. He just blacked out for a while. "It's OK guys, I'm sorry" Ice said gloomy "The day wore me down" Ice walked up to his room it had been a weary day. ICe lied down on his bed. His breath was shallow. He noticed severe pain in his stomach area. It also felt bloated. He knew he was bleeding internally. He needed medical help fast. Ice fainted on his bed.
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Westie stopped as Sol was speaking to Widow, the very thought of him was already aggitating Westie enough to the point that he felt like attacking. He didn't know why but he felt expremely protective of this female who had her arms around his body. It wasn't until they were far enough away that Westie finally said something to her. "You were in my dreams." He stared at her beautiful features in disbelief for a moment. It was hard to grasp that she had infact been real and not just a figment of his imagination. He walked along with her and though he no longer needed her support to stand he felt better having her so close to him. He wanted to ask more about where they were going and what was going on. He had received so little information from the pack but was now more at ease with things. She would explain everything in her own time.
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