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✴        When the creature got to his feet, Revui stopped his inspection and tensed as if to prepare for an attack. He wasn't sure what to expect. Instead of assault he got more words - and a direct look, and for Revui it was like facing off against something primordial. 

The comments themselves met his twisting ears and he gave a small snort, slicking them back at the sound of laughter.  He decided he didn't like to be laughed at. It was the tone of it, working its way under his skin and making him itch. He lifted his lip and flashed his front teeth as a sign of irritation but then he hid his teeth, glanced deferentially at the grass, and muttered, no.