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</span></span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px">"I know you gotta be outta your <i>damn </i>mind!" Angie spat back to the woman with a tone of irritation and disbelief. "You think they <i>brainwashed </i>me? Fucking shit... you really are crazy," she snorted, backing away from the woman to stand her ground with the wolves she'd grown to know and love over her short life so far. One she was familiar with drew her back into him with a protective hand curled on her shoulder, keeping her out of the fray of the upcoming fight they all knew was going to happen. She didn't shrug it away but lifted her chin proudly to stand with those she saw as family... not monsters. They were home. They were brothers... sisters... uncles... cousins... they filled the void of a lonely world who could never understand her. She was a girl who ran with wolves when she found no connection with humans, and they were who she laid her loyalties with. It was clear when one arm crossed around her ribs and the other elbow propped on her wrist to lift her hand and rest it on the man's hand resting on her shoulder. <br/>
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"She's right," Roman lifted his arms, holding them out. "Did you think you could swoop in like fuckin' Wonder Woman, take one of ours and get away with it? Ya either dumb as a stump or ya got a few screws loose up there," he lifted an inked hand to point to his temple, his brows soaring with the sentiment. <br/>
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The time of talking had come and gone as Roman had charged her, knocking her to the ground. He expected her to try to push him off, flip him around or... anything really, other than her latching on like a goddamn octopus and punching him in the neck. He snarled for each blow, squirming under her grasp as he reeled his arm back to land retaliating punches to her ribs. His knees shifted to try to get a grasp of leverage on the ground. He almost considered biting her... but he wasn't that kind of fighter. Pain sang through his neck for the blows and one shoulder lifted to try to block a couple of them, taking the brunt of the hit to the joint but it was better than nothing. <br/>
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It wasn't until the popping sounds of joints and bones, her pained snarls sang out that he knew what she was doing immediately. Growling for her lack of self control, he took the first chance he had to escape her grasp. Scrambling back and to his feet, panting as his head turned one way then the other to stretch the muscle that had taken the brunt of the assault, he glared down at the girl crying out in agony on the ground. "Fucking pup," he muttered, as if it was the soul cause of her naivety, her stupidity. <br/>
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No, Roman didn't attack her while she shifted. As much as she saw them as monsters, a wolf who attacked another shifting wolf was greatly frowned upon through the community. A dirty fighter, not to be trusted. It was a cheap shot without honor. As impulsive as he was, he still cared about honor. Quick to lash out, but not one to take a cheap shot to win. He wanted to earn it, to deserve it. He had a steady record on his belt of wins, considering his long standing position of Beta. <br/>
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His shoulders hunched as his own shift started. It wasn't as if they'd proposed which form to fight in, and she'd made her move. <i>Four legs it is, bitch. </i>His lips peeled back from teeth as he let out a snarl, his own transition beginning until a louder eruption of a snarl broke loose from behind the circle formed of fellow wolves. Roman's spine straightened as Natalia had started stalking and keeping him in his sights, his chin lifting as he started to back up from her. It wasn't a submission, but a command obeyed, even if his eyes bore into the wolf's in front of him. <i>Next time... </i><br/>
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The circle opened to admit one more, one who everyone there seemed to obey. Roman and Angie smiled alike, the latter giggling almost girlishly as she bounced on the toes of her shoes. "You done fucked up now," she said, almost sing-song as an enormously large wolf stalked between the opening of the circle. Massive paws stalked gracefully over the ground, it's inky black fur shifting over blatant muscle beneath. It's golden eyes stared at the newcomer as it came forward, lips pulling back to reveal large teeth slick with saliva from a tongue that snaked over them.</span></span><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px">
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