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Originally Posted by Pugkin Spice
He bared his fangs, and pushed her aside. He was starving, and didn't need to be told not to trespass. "How about no." Fallen hissed, and slinked towards the scent of a mouse. The saliva in his mouth made his stomach even hungrier, and he needed to eat.
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The she-cat stepped in front of him again. "How about yes," she mewed back. Her bi-color eyes starring up at him. "I prefer not to fight you," she said.