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Not surprisingly, Towhee was prepared for his change in tempo and direction. Elwood suspected that even if he had attempted a more difficult-to-predict maneuver, she would have been able to anticipate it. The student had become the teacher, in a way; if his mind wasn’t otherwise engaged at the moment, he would have reflected fondly on Towhee’s days as a youth eager to learn the trade.

She was able to land her target and he felt her teeth press gently against his hind leg. There was no force behind the bite and as his limb shifted with his natural movement he was released easily. He regained his balance and shook his head with a rueful smile. Not as quick as I used to be, he admitted.