I'm going on an adventure and i'm not scared

She felt more then saw his head jerk to the side, and her fangs clamped shut over air, hurting her teeth. She growled at him, and when he went to bite her nose she tried to slam her forehead over his muzzle, so he couldn’t bite her and they could share a headache.

Their paws scrambled together in some mad, vague attempt to get eachother bellies, and she didn’t try to change tact. She just kept scrambling away like she hoped sticking to her guns would get results. She, finally, couldn’t help herself and burst out into a round of laughter at the crazy fight. All because a deer hunt had gone terribly wrong. In all honesty, she wanted to try that again. Just, maybe without big mumma deer around.

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