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Rannoch's intrigued look was nothing new to him, and Bernard felt no offense from it. He seemed quite friendly, so his tail gave a slight wave. It's a pleasure to meet you, Rannoch, He replied with a polite bow of his head. When Rannoch mentioned his plan of ridding the territory of a fox, Bernard said, Small world; I was on my way to do the same. Let's go. His grin became quite devilish then, and he trotted off in the fox's direction with Rannoch presumably in tow.

Finally, the creature came into view, and he stopped, eyes widening with interest. It was currently facing away from him, nose to the ground in search for something—probably a cache that didn't belong to it. Bernard crept towards it on quiet paws, though a lumbering beast such as he could only be so stealthy. The fox soon took notice of him, and he shoved off of the ground with great force to bound towards it. It would suffice to simply chase it out while giving it the scare of a lifetime, though Bernard was looking to practice his hunting—even if smaller prey would never be his forte.