Bearclaw Valley oh inside, you feel like needles

They both needed a moment to recover from their blows. The two of them sat there, Indra heaving and Blondine giggling. The rabbits could wait a little while, the young huntress decided; it would give them more time to say their goodbyes. While Blondine wasn't a huge fan of vermin, she did understand that they were still alive. They might not have the intellectual ability of a wolf, but they still deserved some degree of respect.

Y'all ready? Blondine asked with a prod to Indra's shoulder, Those rabbits ain't gonna catch 'emselves.