Randon walked around the Redriver pack lands, ignoring the chaos around him. Now that the fight was over, Randon was bored. He had zero interest in the clean up.
Warriors moved around everywhere, but one individual caught his eye with curiosity. Their stature. The way they moved. That was no warrior. Randon smirked and without hesitation, pounced.
A gasp left their lips as he held them down with ease.
Seems a little chicken is trying to flee the coop.
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