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Wraen sensed the other's anger and, when Screech started to shout at her, she got to her feet, the fur along her spine bristled too and there was cold flicker in her eyes. She rarely got angry, but this guy really got on her nerves. First, he had lied. Second, he had accused her. Third, now he was insulting her. That was not a nice way to treat strangers. Who the hell did he think he was?

"Yeah?" Wraen spat, when the guy had finished his rave. "I am a crazy person and talk to trees - so what? I - at least - do not pretend to be someone I am not! I never claimed that I fought bears, and - forgive me, if I am wrong - but it was not me, who got scared and began to flee like little wuss, when "bear" was only mentioned. You are an effing coward and a loser for not admitting it to yourself," she said, her heart pounding hard in her chest, and adrenaline coursing through her veins.