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His approving words caused a little thrill to shoot through her, though of course she was only being pragmatic. Meerkat didn't have to be a seasoned fighter to know that her throat was vulnerable. She didn't even have to be a hunter, though she recollected the dozens of times when she'd finished off prey by strangling them or severing the jugular vein with her teeth.

Issorartuyok mentioned testing her agility, then assumed a fighter's stance. This gave Meerkat a moment to prepare for the incoming attack, otherwise she was sure he could've caught her entirely off guard. Although she understood he didn't mean to strike her for real, she treated his leap as if her life was truly threatened.

She managed to dodge the brunt of his blow, though his muzzle skimmed along the side of her neck. Meerkat hissed out a breath as she sprightly landed a solid meter to her left, paws planted and head low. She felt another flush of heat, her skin tingling where Issorartuyok's fangs had barely brushed. Her head lifted eventually and she gazed at him, awaiting his assessment.