<div align=center>All of a sudden, Dee Dee was fuming. Her brow furrowed, and her eyes narrowed. "S'cuse me?" She answered, baring her teeth a little, her ears flicked back, she looked incredibly irritated all of a sudden, and that generally wasn't a good sign. "Can't you tell the difference between a wolf and a fox?" She snarled, standing straight and folding her arms, recollecting herself a little. "You're lucky I'm not a wolf," she mumbled, "I've have your throat out just like that." She snapped her fingers. Wolves were cumbersome, their power was in their strength, the fox however was smart, and sly, a far better trait. Brains always prevail over brawn.
The girl's frown deepened, "really?" She sounded a little disbelieving of Gabe's statement, "strange, he looks an awful lot like a girl, doesn't he?" She asked, giggling softly, if she recalled the boy was younger than her, she didn't remember his name, it was something boring, perhaps something with a B or a W, but she couldn't remember, he had been insignificant to her. "I think you'll find it's Gillespie," Dee returned, tucking a strand of long, silver hair behind her ear. "Mf." She went silent, refusing to say anything else on the subject, she was annoyed.</div>