the baddest

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Ophie ducked as best she could, letting Briar reach around to swat their squishing sister, as she attempted to do the same. Needless to say she meant no harm but in typical Ophie fashion forgot that scratching someone with her kitty claws hurt, whoops! With a sheepish little mumble her claws slipped back away into their sheathes but she kept up the kicking and squirming, struggling even harder now that Gos had gotten a proper grip of the scruff of her neck. The teeth were gone but her forelimbs remained encircled around her neck, pinning her down in place and given her position there wasn't a whole lot Ophie could do, no bright ideas came to mind...unless. Two was better than one, if Briar and her came to a truce to defeat the evil Gos then surely the pair would emerge victorious!

"Bree." Ophie whispered, or at least made a childish attempt to. Which was to say she wasn't that quiet or sneaky at all. "We gotta get Gos."

The issue was that she wasn't sure how to just yet but that didn't matter, the idea sounded cool and fun in her head and that's all that mattered. Probably. With an almighty roar, as though she was a tiger not a wolf, Ophie squirmed the hardest she'd ever squirmed, wriggling and worming her way out from beneath her sister till she had just about freed herself. Minus her poor squished tail. It was only now that she was on her four paws did she turn and address her sister's condition.

"NEVER!" And then she charged, as though she had a great cavalry at her back, tail raised and hackles all puffy. Not a threatening sight at all.