There was a purring growl from the rail on the upper balcony. Angel perched quietly, surveying her packmates. Natsu was gone, and by his scent, he was upset.

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Natsu retreated back into the foliage, and snapped his jaws at Ratch. He knew food was on the other male's mind, but they couldn't run in, even if one was separated from the group. He knew what their guns could do-- he still had a bullet in the base of his tail from where a human had shot him the year prior-- and charging out there would spell near-certain doom.