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2023-03-25阿门罗 来源:百合文库
Fang growled deeply. “I’ll not stand by while this whelp speaks of things he doesn’t understand.”
The two faced each other. Thane bared his teeth.
“This isn’t the time for such things—” Anara tried to intercede, but Thunder raised a paw. In the Wolf Clan, this was how it was done.
“Let them.”
Fang leapt at his brother, snarling with unrestrained ferocity. He lashed out with his claws, raking Thane across the face and sending him down to the cold stone floor.
“What’s that, brother?” Fang asked, smirking. “Having more trouble with me than a hare?”
Thane struggled to shake it off. He planted a paw on the floor and tried to get a leg under him. Fang mercilessly kicked him in the ribs, sending his brother toppling over onto his backside, wheezing in pain.
“This is your problem,” Fang said. “You romp around making a big show of our family blade in your little gutter fights, but you know nothing of the true might of the Wolf Clan.”
Thane had rolled over and forced himself into a kneeling position. When Fang went for another kick, Thane leaned into it, grabbing his leg and pushing Fang forward into a tackle. Unfortunately, his brother was nearly twice Thane’s size and easily regained the advantage. Before Thane could land a single punch, Fang opened his maw and locked it around his brother’s throat. He twisted his neck around and flipped Thane over onto his back.
The two faced each other. Thane bared his teeth.
“This isn’t the time for such things—” Anara tried to intercede, but Thunder raised a paw. In the Wolf Clan, this was how it was done.
“Let them.”
Fang leapt at his brother, snarling with unrestrained ferocity. He lashed out with his claws, raking Thane across the face and sending him down to the cold stone floor.
“What’s that, brother?” Fang asked, smirking. “Having more trouble with me than a hare?”
Thane struggled to shake it off. He planted a paw on the floor and tried to get a leg under him. Fang mercilessly kicked him in the ribs, sending his brother toppling over onto his backside, wheezing in pain.
“This is your problem,” Fang said. “You romp around making a big show of our family blade in your little gutter fights, but you know nothing of the true might of the Wolf Clan.”
Thane had rolled over and forced himself into a kneeling position. When Fang went for another kick, Thane leaned into it, grabbing his leg and pushing Fang forward into a tackle. Unfortunately, his brother was nearly twice Thane’s size and easily regained the advantage. Before Thane could land a single punch, Fang opened his maw and locked it around his brother’s throat. He twisted his neck around and flipped Thane over onto his back.
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