This one was incompetent. Rude.
He sighed.
There was nothing to do but push forward.
A sharp sound derailed his indignant train of thought and for a moment he almost thought it was the howl of a wolf. Of course, it was just the wind. Idiots had long since hunted Virginia’s wolves to extinction. Irresponsible. Cruel. He scowled, almost wishing that it was a wolf.
Within moments, Ronan regretted that half wish. s**t. s**t.
Before he could run the wolf was upon him, easily forcing him to the ground. Doing the best he could to keep it away from his various organs and arteries, he already felt his legs beginning to give out.
Hopefully he lived to exercise more.
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