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"A week?!" Clover shriked; that was all?! "THAT'S IT? THAT'S HOW LONG IT TOOK FOR THE FUCKIN PITY PARA—" Clover was taken aback suddenly—both figuratively and literally. She hardly had time to comprehend Tegan's reaction—how could he have given up on his best friend so quickly? Before she knew it, she was tangled with her brother, snapping at every bit of him that she could manage to get her teeth around. "I'll fuckin' talk to you however I FUCKIN WANT!" she yowled, feeling the sharp stab of his bite. "FUCK YOU TEGAN!" 

Eventually, Finley managed to intervene and sent Clover tumbling onto her sorry ass. She jumped onto her paws, recoiling quickly. Had it not been for the snap of their mother's jaws, she would have leaped back into action. She watched Tegan sharply, her sides heaving and her fangs exposed. Clover would not act again—at least not yet. Although she longed to beat his ass, she knew better than to cross Finley. She had never seen her this irate, and frankly, it was a little scary.