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Étoille’s efforts—or lack thereof—go unnoticed. For whatever he does not offer in order to egg her own, she makes up for. She growls, she groans, she yanks, she shakes. The brute plays along as much as you’d expect but she doesn’t pick up on anything in particular. When the fox begins to shred in two, cracking at joints, tearing ligaments, and eventually the girl falls back with a laugh lodged in her throat. They play a while longer, until Furi tires herself out and settles somewhere to rest nearby with her friend.