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Now he was definitely condescending.

Get the fuck out, she said firmly, leveling a harsh stare upon his bulk. Without thinking twice, she began to stalk toward his bulk, eyes narrowed. Seriously, I am not in the mood to be fucked with.

Her paws dribbled blood behind her. Her eyes burned.

Her fangs showed.

She might be afraid of him, but she didn't care about that fear. Fuck him. It didn't matter.