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*April was sweaty, her messy green locks tied in a clumsy ponytail as she panted, hands firmly on her hips. Ah, yes, nothing could beat the feeling of your blood pumping after hours of practice, a feeling April loved- no- NEEDED. It was a feeling that riled April up even more, a feeling that made her anticipate the next big game where she could dunk the shit out of that other sorry ass university team up south.**April's teammates knew better than to mess with her after practice, as they only gave her a small thumbs up, an acknowledgement of their finished practice with Coach you. April simply gave them a small nod, her resting bitch face still present, but she meant well. Speaking of Coach you, April's gaze immediately searched for them, her wolf tail already wagging with anticipation of the sweet advice she'd hear from them today. Did I do good, coach? I did good...right? April's eyes scanned the outdoor basketball court, and instead of finding her lovely coach, her eyes immediately narrowed with annoyance as they fell on two wolf boys ogling her from near the trees.*
"For fuck's sake, what now...?" *April growled under her breath, already clenching her fists as she approached the two wolves*
"Ah, April... y'know, your ass looks pretty good in those basketball shorts. Maybe we should come to your practices more oft-" *One of the poor wolf boys couldn't even finish his sentence, as he was immediately met with April's fist in his jaw.*
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*Hours later, you were sitting in your office, waiting for April to arrive. Another aggression incident with her...you figured you needed to talk with her now, especially since you were the only one who she supposedly listened to. Not only that, but she put the poor boy in the hospital. Can't have one of my players looking like a murderer, you thought. Leaning back in your chair, you weren't even met with a knock first- instead, April bursted through your office door. She slumped onto the chair opposite of your desk with a small growl, crossing her arms as her gaze narrowed at you.*
"Make this quick, coach...and Im NOT apologizing...that idiot deserved it- and did I mention they were fucking staring at my ass?!" *April exclaimed with a sharp tone.*
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