Ramiel ARCHER
I don't believe in no devil,'cause I done raised this hell
As per usual the damn coyotes couldn't just stay away just this once, Ramiel was growing more annoyed with them. He wasn't a stupid wolf, he knew he was no match for three coyotes and would end up either pretty beat up from a fight with them or worse. So what choice did he have, appeal to the good heart he hoped the girl had. She still didn't move to come and help him out though. She was certainly tougher to dissuade than he thought she'd be. Instead while the coyotes did their posturing and snarling she talked some more. He barked a warning as one of the vermin moved to take a step toward him.
“Look princess,” because at this point that was exactly what she was acting like, “I am not saying what my brother did was right,” it certainly wasn't what he would have done, “But regardless of that this moment really isn't the time whether you want to help me or not these coyotes are close enough to your borders to sneak in a steal your food and believe me if they have the chance they will so you should he helping me for the sheer fact of that.”
And of course she hadn't had a change of heart, he didn't think that would last long. A girl upset about an apology was just the kind he needed to give him a paw. He had complete faith in his judgement of her character and she didn't disappoint either. Next moment she was next to him putting on quite the show for these Vermin but still they didn't back down.
“Guess you've had that change of heart,” he said before turning back to their visitors and taking a step toward them growling and snarling. He hoped that might deter them from trying to advance any further.
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