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it was not hard to decipher shisu's pantomime; astara's tilted head righted itself and she critically narrowed her eyes once she understood. no! her toy!  she clamped down on the toad harder -- an action that was met with kicking protest by the poor wretch trapped between her teeth.

astara shared nothing; not her food, not her sticks, and definitely not the live creature that made her mouth feel funny. lifting her head defiantly, the girl scowled at the very notion of handing over her prized possession.

perhaps it was her possessiveness of the toad, combined with shisu's tenetative mien (which astara certainly picked up on and would promptly take advantage of) that had astara so uncooperative; either way, it was evident from her own body language that the unequivocal answer was no.