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She fell back onto her haunches and licked her right forepaw before rubbing it over her muzzle, a lot like a cat, to get rid of some tacky blood she felt sticking there. All the while, her silver eyes lingered inquiringly on Tegan's face, waiting for him to explain cock vans.