The Tangle queen so strong thought she was a machine

behind her, lilia exclaimed after her speed — which earned a throaty giggle from the girl.

miette expected lilia to slow when she did; but instead the pursuer lowered her head as a ram, turning towards miette without pausing.

miette hadn’t planned for this. with a yelp she was caught broadside, her teeth dealing retribution in little snaps before she sprung back with a hiss.

things had been pleasant up until that moment, but miette was proud and temperamental, and she didn’t like being upstaged by an adult. with fur on prickly ends, miette huffed. no fair! you be twice my size.

perhaps this was the origin in which miette learned to play dirty.