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Fin was a little disappointed that of all the prey options she'd mentioned, he'd chosen squirrels. It was way more lame than even rabbits, though perhaps a step up from gophers. These at least could climb trees, which did provide some element of a challenge. She gave a shrug of agreement with his proposal, hoping that perhaps they'd run into some squirrel/demon hybrids or something that would make the hunt more interesting.

"I'm game," she said with a wag of her tail, looking off towards the thicket of trees beyond his densite. With little announcement, Fin lead the way into the copse with twitching nostrils and swivelling ears.