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Loretta, in a moment of terror, releases her grip on Manhattan. Yelping, the bitch scrambles towards Archibald. I'm going to die," the malamute decided and sent to her bonded. Hearing the thought Archibald tightened his muscles and rolled into a sliding stop, the snow keeping his body sliding longer then it would normally. Loretta dove under the safety of Archibald's large body, barely missing the scrape of Knox's teeth. Lowering herself to the ground the bitch snarls, tail tucking under her body. Her amber eyes shoot to the black dog and her ears pin. Her emotions are running between anger and fear uncontrollably.
Archibald lifts his body up again and slams his forehooves to the ground with as much force he could muster. The tremors that shook out shake the earth so much that it threatens to crack underneath the hooves of the family. "If you touch her, you will feel the worst punishment I have ever dealt." Archibald growls, voice low and serious. His eyes are locked on Knox's, daring his baby brother. Mandrake's words fall on deaf ears--all Archibald can do is protect his bondmate.
