The hairs on her back stood up, A sound escaped her throat; A warning to her enemy, An expression to emote. Her ears flattened to her head, Her eyes were needle thin; A paw was raised in readiness, You could hear the drop of a pin. A flinch and then a pounce, Quick as a lightning flash; A growl, a hiss, extended claws, She swiped with a vehement slash. Kicking, biting, a yowl or two, They broke apart, fell silent; Never have I witnessed, Such playfulness so violent!
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