have your champion, Moon; now Twitch has his. That makes this a more equal contest. Do you agree, Alpha?â
The swift-dog dipped her head in acknowledgment. âI do agree.â She and Lucky shared a resigned sigh.
Storm felt a prickle of guilty pleasure in her fur. Woody was a lot bigger than Thorn, and he had much more fighting experience; she remembered very well how skillfully and fiercely heâdfought in the Storm of Dogs. Thorn, as far as Storm was concerned, deserved a good beating for her unjust challenge. She pricked her ears and watched with a new sense of hope, as Woody clawed the earth aggressively.
Alpha still seemed hesitant; this kind of conflict, Storm knew, was not what the swift-dog would want for her Pack. But Alpha spoke firmly.
âThorn, you issued the challenge. You may withdraw it if you wish, and without shame, but it is your choice.â
Thorn didnât tear her gaze from the burly form of Woody. All she did was stiffen her shoulder muscles and inhale a deep, determined breath.
âNo,â she said. âI wonât withdraw. Iâll fight Woody.â
Tension hummed in the still air of the clearing as the dogs formed a circle around the two challengers. Storm found she could hardly breathe; Thorn might be of her original Pack, but she very badly wanted Woody to win this fight.
It was Thorn who made the first move, hurling herself at Woody in a full-on charge at his throat, as if she hoped to end the fight before it had really begun. I taught her that move , Storm realized, her neck fur bristling with resentment.
Woody, though, was too big and strong to be knocked downso easily. He shrugged Thorn off, twisting away from her jaws and shunting his body hard into hers while she was still off balance. Thorn thudded to the earth, rolled, and sprang back onto her paws. She attacked again with barely a pause for breath, but Woody was obviously expecting such a rash move from the young dog. He dodged, ducked, and charged with his full weight, crashing into Thornâs exposed belly and sending her tumbling. As she tried to rise, he grazed his teeth harshly along her shoulder, nearly drawing blood. Thorn yelped and slithered sideways, then struggled to her feet. They faced each other, panting and snarling.
Itâll be a lesson for her , thought Storm with grim satisfaction. A painful one, but maybe she needs it. Especially if sheâs too stupid to back down right now.
âStop!â The bark rang out in the charged silence, and every dog turned. Twitch limped forward to the center of the circle, and stood between Thorn and Woody.
âTwitch?â Lucky asked, after a quizzical pause.
âStop the fight,â growled Twitch. He nuzzled Woodyâs shoulder lightly. âI appreciate the loyalty youâve shown, Woody, but my rank in this Pack isnât worth injury to two good dogs.â He nodded at Thorn. âNor is it worth a fight between you. Let Moon be the lead patrol dog. Sheâs welcome to my position, and sheâll do afine job. Let that be the last of this.â
He turned, a little awkward on his three legs, and dipped his head respectfully to a surprised Moon. After a moment, she nodded back.
Most of the Pack dogs were speechless, and that, thought Storm, was probably a good thing. She couldnât think of a thing to say herself; she felt as if Woody had butted her in the belly.
Some of Twitchâs former Pack, though, were muttering under their breath, growling complaints. Woody looked shocked, as well he might; Breeze and Chase, Ruff, and Rake looked downright sullen. The rest of the Pack shifted uneasily, but no dog raised a voice in objection.
Alpha got to her paws, eyeing all three of the dogs in the circle. She nodded thoughtfully. âI understand why you were Alpha of your Pack, Twitch. You put the Pack above yourself. Thatâs why you earn such loyalty, I think.â She touched Woodyâs shoulder with her
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