Swallowing a gasp, (mc1) squinted out of her slitted visor. A low, keening came from (mc2) at her feet. The big black wolf's hackles were spiked up and his pearly canines bared, but his violet eyes were pained as he recognized the slate grey wolf at their opponent’s heels. In the distance, like a fuzzy memory, she heard a voice "never falter, never hesitate, for it will cost you your life" But she couldn't seem to get her rigid body to move, the shrukin blades wouldn't cut through the air. A nagging filled her head "Don't stand there like an idgit! Fight! He's dead, that's NOT your brother!" but it had to be; for who else shared her reckless grin, that had slid off her face when she saw him, who else had a slate grey wolf, one with his dark blue eyes. One who came from the same litter as (mc2), but her brother? A scream bubbled out of her throat and she felt (mc2) stiffen "you’re DEAD! I saw you DIE!" she tore off her black helmet and met the blue eyes of her last living relative.
yes yes, her whole family is dead, or so she thinks, until this moment. would this make you read on? by the way, this is the end of a chapter.
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