They call me the freak of the fall

The hyena shook its head, sending blood splattering over the autumn leaves before snarling at Winter. It squinted through the blood that poured from its face, and Winter growled back, claws unsheathed and at the ready once again. It lunged at her, though it was half-hearted. Maybe it was starting to realize that this fight wasn't worth it. Teeth snapped in Winter's direction, and as she lowered her head to go for another headbutt, the hyena skittered to the side and opted to hightail it instead. Winter barked with triumph at their victory, and she turned around when she remembered that the other guy was still around. When she spotted him, he was watching her, his own fight with his opponent done. She grinned as she moved to approach him. "That was a lot of excitement, wasn't it? You alright?" She asked before blowing a stray leaf that had caught around her horn. She had some stuck to her claws, too, but she'd deal with that in a minute.

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"Speech"