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Qilaq lazily turns onto one side while one oversized paw smacks against Kove’s nose. Met with resistance, she grunts and then giggles, tongue hanging out the side of her. His nose this close makes her shut her eyes, feeling the warm breath coming from his large, leathery nostril. Maybe she’ll one day have a nose like this but for now she can only hold on to the one she can keep. She parts his jaws and with a loud battle cry, clamps teeth around his nose with her tiny, sharp baby teeth.