Mutt

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I wrinkled my nose when no one was looking. Coyotes never smelt even decent to other Weres. And now my sister is covered in the blood of one.

I would be more shocked about the death of Thunder if he wasn't a Werecoyote. And if he hadn't tried to kill Willow.

Because he couldn't say anything unimportant that means he couldn't lie. So he proved Willow right by almost ripping her neck out.

He's a dead mutt. I hate him. How could I have ever loved someone like him.

I turned around just to see if he was dead and that I didn't imagine him. I didn't see him. He was gone. But his blood was every and left a trail that showed where he was going. That stupid mutt is going back to Shadow.

We don't have to worry about him anymore. I turned back and ran to catch up with the others.

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AN: Sorry this is such a short chapter. I had to give you Lavender's point of view of her brother dying and I ran out of things for her to say. Keep reading!

~writer9170

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