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Dany deftly outmaneuvered Turq, gliding to the side to avoid her hit. Too bad, she thought, spinning around. Perhaps it was really for the best, though; she had been planning to plant a kiss on the near-stranger's muzzle. And that would've been cheating, a voice hissed in the back of her head, momentarily stunning Turq as the realization bit into her psyche.

This left her completely vulnerable to Dany's counterattack. While Turq stood there like an idiot, picturing Rivet's face, the other wolf's jaws closed around the Sigma's throat. Turq instinctively jerked. Since Dany was only playing and not intending to do any real damage, the Gunner managed to tear loose, albeit with a few marks surely hidden beneath her tawny fur. She might even bleed a little.

"That won't happen again," she promised, focusing her attention. Gone were the flirtations, for two reasons: firstly, she did not actually want to betray Rivet and, secondly, she needed to get her head in the game because she did want to win. Flirtations aside, she was a brand new Gunner and she knew she had a lot to prove. "Come at me," she dared Dany in the next breath, lowering her head.