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The Rhythm-look-alike didn't seem interested in trouble, and even thanked her for her offer to help. Vana fluffed proudly, but the redfurred brat scrambled to her feet and started running her mouth again, and Vana immediately bristled. A disgusted sneer lifted her lip as she stared at Lilliana and tossed her head. "You just don't learn do you!" And this was what she got for being generous! "That pup has nothing to do with this and you know it. You're the one who keeps yapping. Besides, you couldn't even protect yourself before I bit you, what makes you think you would do any better this time? Just cuz you have a grown up here now you think you can keep running your mouth and I wouldn't do anything about it? You know what, fine, walk back to Abaven all by yourself, you whiny little snot," she snapped at the smaller girl. She showed her teeth, still reddened with Lilliana's blood. Her snarl slowly built in volume, her anger returning at Lillianna's defiant stance. Regardless of the Abaven adult's presence, she continued to spit out venom as her hackles bristled. "Run home and cry! Or are you going to back up that bark this time? Put up or shut up!"