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Fae didn't care that she'd interjected directly into their conversation. She only wished that there wasn't any conversation at all. She wished Nala was alone. But she was already full of energy from her fight with Jedidiah — she was drunk with it. Inhibition existed somewhere in her young being, but with wavering judgment, it didn't matter so much to her that Anselm was there. She saw Nala's eyes light up with pride as he turned to speak to the larger canine and pitied him again for that bothersome split second.



I don't care that you're talking to Anselm, she said as means to drive her lingering uncertainty away. You hurt me, retard. A sardonic smile fell into place as she rolled fluidly into a position of attack, limbs loose as the rest of her body trembled with electricity and potential energy, ready to spring. Her smile morphed into a snarl, distorting the scrapes on her face in a nearly frightening way.

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