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Mahler shot after the one she'd thought was cute, and she certainly didn't want to attack her other prospect, so Sequoia set her sights on the talkative one instead. He was probably just a lot of hot air, anyway.

With her eyes locked on the yappy one, Sequoia launched herself at him, springing her feet off the ground. Her jaws would take whatever she could grab a hold of, be it an ear, a leg, or his balls. Especially his balls. She didn't think he would need them when she was through with him, and she certainly wasn't interested in them (except for chomping). He'd be better neutered.