[He moves too fast to see. He's got the bat out of Stiles hand, and it's got a gash in it, and he's wolfed out, Stiles back against a tree, his claws out and pressed against his neck]
[ He doesn't know how to stop. Someone has to push Derek, someone has to because if they don't Derek's going to keep doing this, keep smashing his way through life and they can't cope with it, none of them can.
But he goes still, eyes blazing as he glares at him. ] I'm the only one who'll call you on your shit, asshole.
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Don't push me.
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But he goes still, eyes blazing as he glares at him. ] I'm the only one who'll call you on your shit, asshole.
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Whatever.
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Oh sure, you're the mature one.
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Go find some things to build up a barrier.
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If he gets attacked and the thing just splinters in half instead of being a useful weapon Derek Hale, then he will bite you first. ]