The one you call cute, in a high-pitched squeal, hears no compliment. Is it your goal to demean me? Because you see me as less does not make me your toy. Your cooing says more about your standing in this herd than it does mine. This thing you call stubborn is the obvious reply given to one with such arrogance. Such rude heckling and pink-faced ranting does not rate an honest answer. You may judge me but height is only a temporary advantage, easy to overcome. Your predator privilege lands hollow in the herd where we value each other's strength. I don't understand you, Human, with your needy treat outstretched. Stand tall, you who cannot find equity in your own herd, trust your worth. You can earn respect here without bribery.
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