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Amara looked from Dane to Kiba, creeping up silently behind him.
Kiba glared at both Hanna and Axel. "A twit? Really? Do you know what a twit is?"
Axel started to laugh. "Yeah. A twit is a pregnant goldfish!"
The cat-experiment growled at the wolf-thing. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your pelt off, mutt."
Axel frowned and focused his gaze at Kiba's aggressive face. "Because your girlfriend is about to rip your pelt off."