Jake growled. He lashed out with his claws, his giant leathery dragon wings flailing as he reared up on his hind legs.

"Get off our territory!" He barked at the brown bird wolf in front of him.

It snarled, then lifted its feathery wings and took off.

Jake calmed, he turned around to the white dragon wolf cowering behind him with her wings closed tightly to her body.

His face softened, "It's ok, Safire. He's gone."

Safire stayed tense, and this he noticed. He walked closer and put his head on hers, wrapping his wings around her for comfort.
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Later that night, as Safire slept, Jake kept watch. Just in case that wolf didn't get the memo to stay away.

After a while he got restless. His paws had to do something, so he got up and stretched his back legs.

A little walk wouldn't hurt anything right? Jake took one last look at Safire sleeping soundly. Her chest was softly rising and falling.

He nodded his head and turned around. His wings were tucked closely to his body for warmth. It was a chilly night.

The silence surrounded him. He was engulfed in it. You could hear a leaf hit the ground. The leaves that still clung onto the trees were orange and red as they tried to match the Fall atmosphere.

Then, out of nowhere, an ear splitting shriek split the air.

Jake's ears perked up and he turned around, "Safire!" He shouted, worry filling his eyes.
Sprinting at top speed, he ran towards the den.