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When a wolf stepped into view, Honey Badger immediately slicked back her ears, stiffened her forelegs and bristled her fur. Her lip began to lift to bear her teeth when she noticed the stranger's meek, almost submissive approach. She sheathed her fangs but still narrowed her yellow eyes mistrustfully. Her silver-dusted tail stuck straight out behind her, rigid as petrified wood.

"No," the yearling replied if only because she was contrarian by nature. "What do you want?" she snapped quietly. Because of the other female's posture, she did not behave quite as aggressively as usual, though she kept her yellow eyes fixed on her in case the situation changed. She would be ready if a fight broke out, and she would win it.