Astrid hates her. Screaming, she lunges at Maja's back. Her fangs find easy purchase on the girl's turned back, and she tastes blood as she bites down. She hopes it hurts. She hopes it gets infected. She hopes--
And in the next minute, she's on her back, Maja's paw on her throat, lavender eyes staring down at her.
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