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Somehow her knowing just made it sort of... Weird.  Maybe because Vasa just liked the idea of being kind of a ninja.  She still seemed kind of uncertain about it before Towhee turned around, not giving her time to think up some reason why not to do it.  There really wasn't one other than her otherwise silly discomfort.

Vasa scuttled backwards a few yards, wiggled her butt in the air, and tried to regain her previous composure.  Clear your mind, focus on the goal and all that nonsense.  At least Towhee couldn't hear her taking a nice deep breath and loudly sighing it out.  She crouched down again, studying how Towhee was standing in case she started moving again.  The youth started creeping forward, trying to keep her steps light on the snow to minimize noise (ha) and just be able to remain mobile.  She should be in a pretty good position at least.  She just wasn't gonna expect that she was going to be let win so easy.