The discovery unsettled her.
If she had teeth⦠then what was she meant to do with them?
She tested them the only way she knew how.
She bit down.
Her tail, familiar and yielding, gave as it always had.
But now she could feel it. The edges. The separation. The fact that something was happening, not just continuing.
It startled her.
She released immediately.
Her body uncoiled slightly, an unfamiliar looseness entering her form.
There was space now.
Not much.
But enough.
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