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When her companion materialized at her side, Wildfire threw him a playfully possessive glance, though her expression quickly shifted to one of amusement as she answered, "We don't." Her tail switched a few times, the feathery black tip brushing Floki's hip. "That's the challenge I mentioned. Once they're up a tree, there's nothing you can do. The trick is nabbing them before they climb out of reach."

As she spoke, her eyes drifted from the screeching squirrel to her beau. "No luck?" she asked him. If he was standing here, she could only assume he hadn't come upon anything promising. "I already caught one today, so I've probably maxed out my quota. How about... we just accept our fates and be rotten eggs together?" Grinning, she shifted closer and dug her elbow into one of his ribs, then pressed her muzzle into his neck and crinkled her nose as if to imply he stank.

In the next moment, she withdrew. She was done chasing for the day, though Wildfire definitely wasn't done with Floki. Maybe it would be fun to turn the tables. "Tag, you're it!" she shouted suddenly, tapping his hindquarters and then scrambling to flee into the woods. Just before disappearing, she whirled to add, "There's a kiss in it for you if you catch me!" before darting away with an airy laugh.

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