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*takes!*

Fox ignored his blathering, immediately going for his hind haunch. She was bound and determined to take a nice chunk out of it. As she barrelled forward, she knew that she was going to feel her rib when she was through with him, but that thought was only in the furthest depths of her mind. All she wanted right now was for him to be gone. She may have been small, but she certainly was mighty.

When her teeth made contact with his rear, she bit down hard, though the skin there was tough enough that she did not break through. At the very least, it would leave a nasty bruise. She released him once the damage was done, certain that he would be scampering off more quickly now. If not, he would be in for a world of hurt.