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She was quite certain for a moment that she felt herself wilt beneath Lasher's handsome, fond smile. She chittered softly, and looked away, but in the same moment he turned his attention upon the woodland, and the unsuspecting denizens therein. She watched intently from her crouched position, her movements as she shifted so that her eyes could follow him were slow and deliberate, determined she was not to spoil his hunt.

Time itself seemed to come to a standstill. She hardly noticed, having spent many hours sat at the edge of a tall bed of grass in wait for a mouse; patience she actually had, despite her earlier blunder. Suddenly, Lasher pounced, and succeeded where she had not, capturing a chipmunk between his paws and getting it between his teeth before it could escape.

"Way to go!" she cheered, jumping to her paws. "That was a great catch!"