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Not that she expected anything else.

"Yessir." She muttered into her jowls, sucking in a string of saliva that tried to escape them. Wolves, they were killjoys, but the mastiff would play their game. To survive she'd eat her own tail. This wasn't too much.

"...Not really?" Came her reply after a moment spent eyeballing a nearby rock wall while her thoughts rummaged trough her pickled brain. "Not since I was a puppy. I mean, what's the need? Real fights teach you better." As much as her anatomy would allow it, the dog shrugged.