Redhawk Caldera slow motion daylight.

Fin watched as Somnia crumpled into submission before her, and immediately her resolve faded. She shrank down against her perch and flattened her cheek against the cold face of the ground. "Awh, no, don't do that," she moaned, "I'm sorry, please stand up it's okay." She squirmed and shuffled until she was laying on her belly, her head placed between her two front paws.

"I was trying to catch squirrels 'cause I'm all broken and useless and bored and..." she whined and then paused with a heavy sigh, "Just a tip... If you ever fight a bear, don't let it hit you." Because then you were broken and lame and useless and bored and got mad at strangers for knocking over your perfect squirrel traps.