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Gah. She lets out something between a scoff and a grumble, it was hard for something said so plainly to go over her head. Third times a charm!

...Hmm... here's fine. I don't want @Bard's disgusting breath tainting it back home... She clasps onto the hind leg of the fawn, pulling it down to the earth with her. A pearly underbelly met with the dirt, and her crooked tail saw fit to swish and disturb the pebbles beneath. She was not eager to meet another challenge with that shitstain. Her shoulder still hurt. She hoped his leg felt the same.

Wooo! Comraderie! The wolves of Yellowstone were truly quite the close unit.

You gonna have any?:: She inquired with a tilt of her head, sharp, torn ears flicking invitingly.