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She saw as the other wolf lunged at her, teeth barred. She dodged just a bit, but the razor teeth snagged into the right side of her snout. She yelped as the blood trickled down her face. Then she rolled to get at least some separation As she got up, she snarled, ready for another attack. But she knew that the fight wouldn't be won by her. She was too small, let alone young. But she still had some fire left in her.