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Garnet had a brief flashback to when Firefly had been imprisoned. This was just like it had been then; the coyote trying to be sociable while the wolf just got angrier and angrier. If Firefly wanted to have yelling, then there would be yelling. The dark female felt the fur along the back of her neck bristle at Firefly’s words. ”And I didn’t control Inferni! It’s not like I was calling any shots, so don’t get mad at me because of what my former-packmates did to you! I know that I could never understand what you went through, and that I can only barely imagine it, but I know why other packs hate Inferni now. Why the hell do you think we left?!” The coyote snapped back at the other female, even though she knew nothing good would ever come of this. Still, it felt good to just yell at someone for once; to let go of the guilt she had felt since meeting Firefly.
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