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the bobcat slowed, sniffing at the earth. merrick's lips skinned back from well-honed teeth, and he darted forward from cover. a hiss; the feline's body exploded in a show-off display of quivering ivory hackles, and a growl poured to warn the bearwolf beware.
merrick had not yet sensed revui, and as claws shredded toward him, his concentration went into a sidestep and a sharp snap toward the unguarded paw.