Fox's Glade I'm biting my nails

This is mean? :D Nuna is as cuddly as an angry porcupine and Dianne has been dealing with her very well.

That's it?!!! Nunataq was in the mood to scream, throw heavy objects around and smash plates, but was met with the passionate reaction of a concrete wall. Where was fun in destruction, if no one was there to see it and take part in it? She grinded her teeth and growled some more at the stranger, but did not advance further, because even in her current mind-set of a drunk pub brawler the small voice of reason pushed through the red cloud of adrenaline and reminded her that just maybe attacking the lady would not be such a good plan after all. She was an adult and... what was this other thing?

But here the feeble train of rational thought was interrupted, by the verbal flood of the other. Not a single word of it sounded genuine to Nuna, who drew her ears back to indicate that she was not going to listen any further and bared her teeth in reply. Eff you! - it could mean this, if she had known the expression. And then she took a bold step forward to push the other in leaving.