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she was like a cobra, still as a statue until she lashed out suddenly. of course he expected it, and yet her speed still stunned him; he wondered how she had learned to be such a clean warrior in her perfected movements. he tried to shift a moment too late and her fangs clipped his shoulder, causing a sort of stinging, and she was past him and he, whirling back to face her. he moved in a semi-circle around her, and dove to try and grab at her hock with his jaws if he could.