Darksong
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Mist almost snapped, her temper a sliver from shattering like glass. This Dusknoir was enough. Her claws were twitching, but she tried hard not to attack. Really hard. And it was almost not enough. She could barely hold on. Her tail lashed as she gave a grunt, and she turned towards the Rhydon, narrowing one eye in a suspicious manner. She was siding with Skaldia on this, as if it were an argument, but didn't say anything. She didn't want her temper to blow up in front of the Dusknoir. Like that would be a problem; if he said anything more, that would happen anyway.