Mercykill hadn't known of this power before but she did now, and she would certainly never forget it. Dire wolves with purple eyes were not something she was going to take lightly.
The threat made her bear her teeth, but even she knew she was no match for an entire pack of Dires. She gave one deep, low snarl before turning to flee, not looking back as she put distance between herself and the other female. Should they meet again Mercy would kill her rather than play games. Things like that were dangerous and she would see to it that she got to them before they got to her.
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