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Liffey was eager and determined, and Elwood was already convinced that she was a hunter in the making. She was beginning to resemble her mother in build, which would likely make her quick on her feet -- this could potentially be an asset when it came to bringing down prey large and small. He blinked expectantly as he watched his daughter take in her surroundings with wide eyes and tall ears...

...and then was surprised when she suddenly set her sights on him. She moved away from the rabbit -- in the opposite direction, in fact! -- and began to lick at his face affectionately, her childish giggles resounding in his ears. Rather than be annoyed (because really, how could he be?), Elwood felt warmth bubbling in his chest -- which resulted in the first deep laugh he had experienced since Lucy was kidnapped. He guffawed aloud, the reaction causing a weight to lift from his shoulders, at least momentarily.

For the time being, the rabbit was forgotten as he playfully noogied Liffey's head with a forepaw, still laughing uncontrollably.