Um, Paris.
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The clan leader grunted and nodded. I look around and sense the werewolf a few yards away. I track her down and am about to confront her when the leader jumps on her back. "idiot... I mutter and prepare for a fight.
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I blinked in silent alarm, and aniffed the air. "Leech. Off." I hissed. I wasn't in the mood for these guys. And I was alone. My red hair was about to be turned into a freak show. "If you mess up my hair, I swear, it will.not be pretty."
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I roll my eyes. "oh your poor hair, dog. I bare my fangs and get in a fighting stance, "Do you have an excuse for being in fang clan territory?
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I thought about it. I didn't really have an excuse. I glanced at the boy who was talking to me, and in my coldest tone possible, "I was exploring. I have no excuse." There we go, I had said it.
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