Sleepy Fox Hollow Get Joanie on the phone, she'll leave us on a light

Who could say if Wylla meant to play fair with whoever came to claim her prize? Resorting to trickery was just as likely a tactic for the tiny Pionier, but there was fun to be had in that, regardless. Fun for her was a given, but if her company had the right sort of humour, it could be fun for them, too.

She paused with her ears flared forward and an anticipatory tension in her stance, but it was only Mahler come to call. Her belly flip-flopped at the sight of him and the memory of the General's body against hers, but she opted not to let talk of all that sour her victory. She shook the rabbit, then dropped it and planted a finely sculpted paw atop it and smirked coyly at Mahler. Take it if you can, she challenged him.