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Fox responded exuberantly, making it very, very clear that size didn't matter. Wildfire grinned through her mother's spiel, her black tail waving back and forth. The puppy badly wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps by becoming the next big little thing in the Warrior realm. Wildfire giggled when Fox told her about her father's nickname for her, clicking her tongue. Then, quite abruptly, the smile vanished from her face.

"No!" she blurted, shaking her head so rapidly that her ears audibly flapped. "I would never hurt NJ and Rave!" she said emphatically. Sure, she wrestled with them from time to time but she would never purposefully harm her siblings. That was the entire point, wasn't it? She wanted to protect them. "I wanna keep them safe," she insisted, running her tongue over her lips as her amber eyes lifted briefly to Fox's face. Surely her mother had been joking about beating them up... but Wildfire still stood by her passionate response all the same.