Slowly, Charlie moved her gaze from the weasel to the wolf. Her eyes changed color behind her glasses. Dee-Ann didn’t seem to like that and she unleashed her fangs while she tried to pull her arm away. Charlie’s lips pulled back over her teeth and slowly, rows and rows of large fangs descended from her gums. They weren’t exactly wolf fangs. But they weren’t all honey badger either. They were more like a bizarre combination of the two, and they were terrifying. Then her jaw opened and it continued to open, yellow eyes bright, as she issued a growl-hiss that had Cella’s fangs dropping. Charlie
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well ... that's one way to discover you 'ain't king shit' as they say.
