With the blood pounding in his ears, young Xavier raced to the juu of the Highrock, hissing and spitting in challenge at the large gray mbwa mwitu who towered below.
"Get down here, wewe kit!" The mbwa mwitu growled, inaonyesha his yellow-stained teeth and barring them wide. "Show you're not afraid to fight!"
Flicking his tail in annoyance, Xavier let out a yowl with a taunt, "Oh, please, it's not like wewe could do any damage to me!" Then the tom realized what he had just alisema was not so smart.
"You want to see damage?" The mbwa mwitu lingered closer, stepping slowly with his massive paws. "I will give wewe some damage...
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