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She continued forward at a self-assured prowl, her own features twisted into a look of ferocity that rivalled Redshank's own. Self preservation told him to back off, to submit to the substantially healthier wolf, but the boy was never one to take the smarter route. His tail waved menacingly at his legs, and he gave a flash of teeth as he scowled up at the dark girl. She spat back a retort which made him release a mocking laugh. Who did she think she was, to go around demanding others to fix their attitude like she was their mother (nevermind the fact that Redshank probably needed an attitude adjustment).

"I'll speak t'ya however I want," he scoffed, digging in his heels both physically and metaphorically as he sized up her approach. She didn't seem intent on stopping.