Really. [There's something amiss. Something he needs to see for himself.
A glance at Sneasel and a quick hand gesture is all it takes for the situation to shift from calm and casual to dark and deadly. He heads right behind Gold at a blinding speed with his claws out and ready; provided that Gold's reflexes aren't on par, his throat will meet Sneasel's claws before he has time to understand what's going on.]
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A glance at Sneasel and a quick hand gesture is all it takes for the situation to shift from calm and casual to dark and deadly. He heads right behind Gold at a blinding speed with his claws out and ready; provided that Gold's reflexes aren't on par, his throat will meet Sneasel's claws before he has time to understand what's going on.]