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An agreement, and then, a challenge. 
"You're making a wise decision. I don't think it would be good for us to be rivals." 

She gives little warning, pinpoint sharp focus as she Draws her fangs towards his legs in attempt to knock the large male off his paws or at the very least catch him off guard. She is a dagger, slight, quick, and deadly, sweeping upward so her jaws find purchase at the base of his throat, drawing first blood, eagerly letting it flow into her mouth before whipping away before he can counter her. 

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