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Aloud, he queried about their prey. Wildfire looked around as if some small, woodland creature would present itself for the sacrificial slaughter, then turned back and met Floki's eyes. "Whatever comes up," she answered cheerily. "I'm trying to master the art of hunting small prey. It can be a little tough sifting through all the scents. No less than a billion squirrels, rabbits, mice and whatnot pass by every day. But I guess that's the fun of it: teasing out that one viable lead out of the thousands of duds... and trying to land it." Her lips twitched.

"Come on," she said in the next breath, gesturing for him to follow her as she broke into a trot. "Let's head around the mountain a bit. I think I've cleared this part of the forest." As she sauntered through the trees, paws crunching in the light snow and her black tail streaming behind her, she glanced over at Floki and suddenly every thought about hunting fled her mind when she noticed how handsome he looked from this angle. She felt her pulse quicken, her breath catch in her throat. She swallowed, smiling.

"You know what," she said suddenly, veering right in front of Floki to cut him off and force him to come to a stop. "Forget hunting for a minute." She gazed up at him from beneath her long eyelashes, her upper teeth pressing gently into her bottom lip for a moment as she simply admired the view. "Kiss me," she demanded quietly, nose brushing his bristled chin as her eyes began to dance in the gathering dark.