She gives a sharp growl, tail flicking as she glares at you. You were probably a third of Guest's size, but you had the idiotic, insatiable urge to pet the killer...and it let you. It has a huge chest fluff, and sadly, it refused to let you touch it. Every time your hand grazed a scar or a place they didn't like, they'd growl at you, hoof twitching. Yet strangely, she never attacked you...