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Storm was suddenly thrown to hte side, and skid on her paws. "Hey! Don't treat me like a damsel in distress! I can take care of my own fights you bunch of ********!" Storm snarled as she went for Kira and grabbed her by the tail, not letting go. 'And I'm not afraid to die...'

Rallan grunted softly as he felt himself pulled away from the human - by the wolf, nonetheless! He growled at Kira, but knew that against a gun he was fighting a losing battle. Reluctantly, he turned and ran down an alley, dashing onward through the city's labyrinth. He only stopped once he'd gone a good distance away, growling at himself. Why did I run? Why didn't I stay? he asked himself in thought as he lay down, ... It's because I knew if I stayed, I would have died... There'd be one less wolf... I can't let my kind be wiped out...

With the sheer pain in her shoulder and hind right leg and the sratch on her forehead, she released her grip, but not lightly. She ripped her head back, tearing furr from Kia's tail and a bit of skin. She didn't yelp or whimper, just growl and snarl in her face. Her large size finally showing from her breed, tail raised in dominance and pride. "I shall never run away from fights, and I'm not afraid to die to save my kind..."

A low growl in her wolven form came as a sneer in her human form. Bleeding from her shoulder and right leg, clenching her wounded shoulder with her right arm. Her white pelt still shimmering like the silver of a fish's scale, she turned towards the other wolves. "C'mon, let's all go and find a place to rest up, we'll be seeing this guy again soon enough..." With a scoff and a growl, she turned around the darted off, passing everyone else adn away from Kira and Quent.

Sven walked quietly through the streets. His head hung it its usual manner. His ear suddenly caught the distant sound of fighting. Sven heard loud barking and even a gunshot. Sven cursed under his breath and began jogging toward the sound until he came up to a street where he saw the fighting. Sven stared in awe as he saw wolves. Real wolves, just like him. and they were all fighting a man and his dog. The man had a gun. Sven cursed again under his breath. An image flashed from his past....the gun. The way his mother had died. But Sven stayed where he was even if he was enraged by how the man pointed his gun at the other wolves. Sven just stood and watched.

Sven watched as all of the others ran away. He looked at the man and the dog that lay at his feet. Sven kept his face neutral as he walked away in the direction of the other wolves. He had never thought that he would meet others of his own kind. And now he knew that there were other still living out there. Sven felt a slight smile creep across his face as he walked down an ally. Keeping track of the other wolves scents.

Rallan sighed heavily as he lay by himself in the dark alley. For once, he was thankful to have found solitude once again. It was relaxing, and after a fight with a human who could have easily killed them had the other two not shown up, he needed to settle down. And one more thing played on his mind: those two females... The one wasn't afraid to get killed for her kind didn't seem to see that you don't count for much when you're dead and the other one had been helping the human! What the ***'s the world come to? he thought to himself, sighing sad;y.