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White eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, Venamis glowered from beneath a furrowed ebony brow. He stared at this rangy cub, found his gaze and decided at once that he wouldn't accept this major attitude problem.

No. Way. In. Hell.

Outwardly, he didn't give a shit that this kid thought he didn't belong among them. Maegi saw potential in him. Still, secretly it rubbed him the wrong way and he didn't appreciate the comment one bit, despite knowing it was likely intended to provoke a reaction from him.

"I need to be careful? That's big talk for such a little kid," Ven sneered, tongue snaking past bared teeth to flick over the droplet of blood from an oozing scratch. "Why don't you run back to your mommy?"