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He could see the moment that her control and discipline snapped like a sapling caught in a gale. Provoked by his unhelpful expression. The spark of mischief lit up in his odd colored eyes as she growled her frustration at him and a snarky smile began to tilt his lips upwards. She bunched up her muscles and sent herself soaring through the air at him. The spark became a flame and the male leapt sideways out of the path of her leap. He pawed at the ground and tossed his head up high, tailing flagging in the air behind him,

"Ha! So yahh want tah fight mahself?" Underneath his skin the muscles of his shoulders flexed and contracted as he shifted his forepaws in a catlike gesture, "Cahm on then leethle garl." He let our a growl of his own, the sound rumbling through his chest as a deep vibration and through his sharp canines that were displayed in a grimace of play. The white fangs standing out sharply against black lips and dark, dusty fur.


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