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He can't understand Firestorm's words, but the nudge sends a bolt of irritation through him. He snaps at the offending paw, catching it between his teeth with enough force to hurt, though he doesn't draw blood. The taunt had annoyed him, but he doesn't truly want to hurt his friend. All he wants is more of the victory he'd briefly tasted. He reaches up with one of his own paws to jab sharply at the other boy, hoping to startle him enough to loosen his grip and break free.