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This thread was so awesome XD. 206 words, sorry for shorttt.

She was attacking him? That was completely ridiculous! He was the one being dumb and brain-fever and ugh, it finally was starting to seriously piss her off. Tokyo was ready to just leave, fuck this pack. They didn't deserve her, and she could never be around this guy and be expected to tolerate him. Honoré? That must be his name. It was weird, just like him. It was almost the word honor, except twisted, which made sense to her a little bit because he was sort of like twisted honor. In that he was completely dumb and not honorable, in any sense of the word in Tokyo's mind.

He had picked up the branch, and studied it. Tokyo felt triumph rise; he couldn't break it! His words were all bluff, with no basis in reality what-so-ever. Hah, she had shown him. How was he going to get out of this situation? She grinned as he studied the stick, but the expression was wiped off her face as he finished his declaration and began his battle-cry. Uhhh... okay. Well, this was a good time to get the hell out of here, and so she turned tail, easily creating distance between herself and the crazy in her un-shifted form.

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