The War Begins
Mess With The Wolf, You Get The Fangs
Did you really think I would let you slander my name and get away with it? Did you really think I was this helpless baby who needs help from the one person all the time?
No. You underestimated me. That's okay though. I proved you wrong and I revel in that.
You thought you could run me out and then use that as your weapon against me. No. Your daggers were thrown, I caught them, and threw them back at you. Didn't think I had the guts, did you?
Silly you. Don't you know who I am? I guess not. But now you do. Just imagine what more I am capable of.
I am stronger than you could ever imagine me being. Don't let me prove it to you.
Final warning. Back off or the war begins.
But don't worry, my knives are ready.
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Oh, I loved this! Give me a bad ass throwing hands and I'm in heaven!