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Medusa

The fight was over. But unfortunately, Medusa couldn't find it in her to feel empathetic for the beast. It was survival of the fittest, and once again, she had won. As Wren peeled herself away from the cat, so too did Medusa. She was breathing hard, fur messed up from the fight, and blood painting the white mask of her fur. They had succeeded, and to the victors went the spoils, right? They still hadn't gotten a chance to peel away what they wanted from the hog, but whereas Wren wanted the hog's tusks, Medusa now wanted some of the Jaguar's teeth and claws.

Medusa's ears flicked at Wren's words, and while she would have considered taking a breather too, she was far too interested in those fangs and claws. "Wren can rest, but Medusa wants some pieces from him!" Then maybe when she was done collecting what she wanted, she'd help Wren get what she wanted and maybe they could share a meal. She stepped up to the jaguar's jaw, prying its mouth open as she inspected the glistening fangs. "He can make a nice necklace, huh?" She grinned, glancing back at Wren with a glint in her eyes.

"Medusa"

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Medusa