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The stranger did not seem perturbed by the look, nor did she heed the implicit warning. Instead, she moved closer. Wildfire continued glaring, standing her ground (as much as she could whilst sprawled on her belly). Fox might not have minded the visitor's proximity, yet as Grimm's face came closer to her own, the pup began buzzing and her little lips wrinkled back to reveal the tips of milk incisors emerging from her pink gums. She would be able to start eating regurgitated meat within the next few days.

All she wanted to do right now was eat Grimm's face, though. (How meta!) She sneered at the visitor's looming mug for a long moment... then her expression eventually cleared when Wildfire grew more curious than angry. Forgetting entirely about her disappeared father, she arched her neck, her head wobbling slightly as she nipped at Grimm's moist, leathery nose.