Fighting the enemy
Kenny's pov The rogues standing in front of me was foaming around the mouth, eager to start the fight. My wolf was chomping at the bits to jump right in and start to rip them apart, but I couldn't do that just yet. Although we were strong there was a hell of a lot of them and I needed to be smart about this or I could get seriously hurt. Before I could make a move on the thoughts running through my mind four new smells hit my nose, my mates was coming to stand next to me and behind me trying to form a circle to protect me. I rolled my eyes at this and clawed with my paw in the ground underneath me. One of the front rogue's got impatient in waiting and launched at me. So the fight began and all you could hear was growls, yelps and flesh being shredded, I was on my eighth rogue when ten
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