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Aww. =(
Nala growled, backing away from the now standing man as he kicked at him. The young coyote had a slight advantage, at least. He was very small and was able to move quickly, while the two-legged wolf seemed very unsteady suddenly. "No you are not!" he shouted, backing away further and pressing his chest against the ground, moving quickly in his own little war dance. He wanted Myrtle to go away very badly, but he did not know what to do next, because he had already attacked him and sort of won and Myrtle was still there! "I'm not going to tell you again! You need to go away or I'll have to hurt you really bad!" he threatened, hoping that the man would finally listen to him.
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