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Listening to this tirade was a nosy sort of passerby — a pale titaness not easily missed; but considering the lack of attention in general her company seemed to have, Bethlehem couldn't be surprised about going unnoticed for once. She wasn't standing terribly close — and half of her tall, dirtied frame was obscured by the broad trunk of a tree she'd been pissing near — but she could see the clumsy, snowdrift wolf quite plainly.

She continued to watch her, for now quiet and wondering what else the provoked girl might blurt out while she thought she was still alone.