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when it becomes apparent that the brute has the firm upper hand of the female, she withdraws slightly, focusing her attention more fully on him. she remains on the fringes of the struggle, ready with curled lips and yellowed fangs to corral the woman back toward the man should she somehow break free. but she doubts that will ever come to pass, observing somewhat detachedly the practiced ease with which the brute moves.