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a fight she wanted. muskrat's ears flicked, surprise overtaking whatever irritation had begun its reeking spring in her chest. her nape stung.

she was being recognized as a teacher? no. only a slave. muskrat fought the mocking jeer which rose to her lips and instead studied the girl. "i show fighting to you, black knife. to tumi yana, but only if you tell your night man father not to punish me for it."

the sharks'-teeth shone in a grin, one mae could feel even if she could not see it. "deal?"