It seems like Nat is talking smack again from sheer jealousy. This time at dear Rem, who was just minding her own business.

There was only one way to settle this: WRASSLING!

And not just any wrassling. It was oil wrassling. And you know how much attention that gets.

Unfortunately for Rem, Nat can not only bare her teeth, but use em too (metaphorically speaking, of course).
And it's a nightmare for the dream sheep, as the wolf had a crazy move just for her.

If there was one solace to this mess is that her wool felt great from the oil in the arena when the match was over. So it wasn't a total loss.

She'll have to find out where to buy or how to make it.

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Nat  DameElizabeth
Rem is mine
Art by  Shonuff44