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Wolves vs Underdogs

The rest of the calf herd is, indeed, where Viatrix left them. This is a boon. But they aren't alone. The white and black calf is exhausted, having barely stopped on his journey back in order to get there as soon as possible. And what he finds himself greeted by is his little group - his little herd, make no mistake - surrounded by wolves. There are bigger rukaan within eyesight - large adults who are standing by. Who are watching. The calves he left behind to try and rescue one of their own have already suffered what looks like one loss - only one, someone might say. But one loss is one loss too many. Viatrix screams, all wordless fury, as he charges, antlers and teeth at the ready. His longer than normal fangs can do more than a small amount of damage, and the white and black calf is going to protect those who rely on him. He is. This wolf pack will learn to rue the day they ignored all others to come and get to this little calf herd. "Viatrix!" one of the other calves calls