✗ Sela, Lillian
✗ Uptown Soleil
✗ Is in human form
✗ Link to journal: none currently
✗ Wearing/Driving
✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming
✗ Today's deadline: Review email of latest suggestions and criticisms of book draft
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Tyrese shifted his paws to keep the smaller wolf incompasitated, trying to ignore the paws kicking against his underbelly until a particularly hard one knocked his breath out of him and he was shaken off the artic wolf. He hadn't recovered before he skidded across the asphalt on his side from the swiftness behind her actions. He scrambled, ears erect but body low to the ground as he bore his canines with his tongue pressed forward. He growled, but it quickly faded as he perked up slightly with a dawning realization.
Maybe this was the wrong strategy. He didn't need to egg on an already aggressive wolf who was looking for a fight. He needed to get Sela back. He sighed, lowering his stomach to the cold pavement as he tucked his tail and flattened his ears. "Sela" He whimpered out, face relaxing as he huffed calmly at her. He didn't want to fight his daughter, even if he held back. He wasn't a threat to her, or her wolf, and he never wanted to be perceived as one.
He could endure an attack or two until she calmed down, but she needed to calm down.
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