Kenneth was not expecting such ferocity from Shannon, or Varick for that matter. He could feel the wolf's jaws snap hard at his neck. But what was worse was the feeling of the fox tearing at his vulnerable gut. He only liked a certain amount of pain when he knew he was winning, but he was getting the feeling that this might not be going in his favor.
With a roar of anger, he caught hold of Varick's shoulder and ripped into it, slashing through fur and flesh. Varick yelped and dropped back, blood smearing across his pale fur.
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