Fox's Glade papa kehte hain bada naam karega

sneezes tended to be contagious; even as aditya tried to formulate a response, he felt his nose twitch and burn. ach-hooo! he echoed seconds later, shaking his head to clear the sensation. whoof, he muttered, sniffling and blinking away the dust that had wandered his way. the girl hadn't given him a verbal response, but her body language said enough. she was on a mission.

well, so was he. he began to sniff around with her, not getting too close, but clearly looking for prey. he wasn't about to give up the hunt so easily.

a small shuffling sound within caught his ear, and he pressed his muzzle close, auds cupped forward. aditya's brow furrowed; there must be something about to emerge. sure enough, a fleet-footed rabbit burst from the earth, dashing away. without a second thought, aditya took off after it—unsure of whether or not he'd be able to catch the thing but more than willing to try.