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he stepped forward. she bristled immediately, bottlebrush tail lifting and the glint of her teeth shown; she was too wounded to slack on spacial etiquette. he would have to keep his distance or possibly get spit on.

are we really doing this, you and me? sobeille's ears laced back in brief confusion, replaced now by a blade of irritation. you see, sobeille happened to be a very serious wolf -- she could wrap her mind around his mannerisms.

be serious, or fuck off. a mostly empty threat, since sobeille could do very little in her present state.