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She frowned, obviously not impressed with his excuse. Her lighter ears lowered, displaying her displeasure in conversing with him about this matter. His stuttering made it quite obvious he was either not telling the truth, or that he did it together with the supposed lion. She stepped forward, hackles never lowering, gaze fierce and unbroken.

Clean up your shit when you get out of here, okay? She tried, voice a mix of anger and faked niceness. She really hadn't slept well out here and she was having none of this bullshit. The sooner the male was far- far away from her home, the better, but she wouldn't allow the meadow to be left behind like this.