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... er through the cotton stuffed between my ears, muffled and distant at first, then gradually sharpening into familiar tones. Angry tones.
"Absolutely not. Stay ten feet away at all times." Lyre.
An unmistakably familiar growl. "You aren’t in charge here."
"No, but they are, and you’re sucking her dry every time you make contact. Keep your damn mutt off her, too."
A snarl. Definitely Fenris.
"Stop looking at me like that. You’re a mutt without manners."
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