DotW RP: The Kidnap (Blood Strings) IIIPart III
Aryn territory, early Spring.
As the reddish female launched herself forward in an attempt to avoid him, Jerikoh released a snarl of warning. Don't make this more difficult than it needs to be, Seven. Despite his internal plea, he knew better than to hope for an easy defeat. The she-wolf was a strong and proud member of Aryn--she would not let an enemy harm one of her own without putting up a fight.
So it was a fight she would get.
For a brief moment, he caught a glimpse of Heel approaching them. Relief washed over him, knowing that the two of them would have no trouble dealing with the fleet-footed she-wolf. But the Warlord soon turned his attention on Adrian, who was charging towards the scene. Jerikoh would have to take care of Arynian himself.
The Baron knew Seven was faster than him, and should he let her rocket past him, he would have no hope of catching her. He had to act quick
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Her heart was in her throat. Athena could not remember the last time she felt such utter terror for her family. Or such fury at a foe. Merrill had been taken. The hunting party viciously attacked. The three outsiders seeking asylum had turned out to be invaders with sinister purpose.
It was as though poisonous fangs had clamped shut over the Lady’s heart. Her family had been attacked by wolves she welcomed into their home. She’d failed to see their true faces. She should have! To be so easily deceived seemed almost incomprehensible. Whoever they were, they were clever. The three strangers came into Aryn with such modest kindness that not a single Brother or Sister anticipated any treachery of this sort. It was an eerie crime. A gut-wrenching betrayal. Exactly the sort of wretches a Lady of Aryn should remain vigilant against!
Athena realized far too late that comp