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Amsu recoiled a little at the male’s obvious disliking of him. What had he done wrong? The desert-dweller saw, then, that the male curled his tail over his back in a dominant gesture. Amsu immediately lowered his body closer to the ground, tail tucked around one leg. “Amsu apologizes,” he murmured, keeping his voice low out of respect. “He did not mean to intrude. He can go if this one wishes…” He took a step back to prove his point, pausing for a moment just to see if that was what the dominant male wanted or not. Amsu was not one for fighting. If leaving is what was asked of him, he would do it.