Neverwinter Forest A bad penny always turns up.

Simmik wondered if the intruder might have followed her, but was too focused on catching her prey to worry much about it; she would deal with him after if he was still there. It wasn't until he was very awkwardly positioned under, his tail beating against her flank that she even knew he was there. She realized then that he was trying to catch the creature too. He was her only option right now, considering that she couldn't move without releasing the stupid thing. But he wasn't really reaching for the right spot and with a frustrated grunt, she spat at him: It's over here. She tilted her head to the right where she felt the weasel struggling against her. She had already felt it's needle teeth in her side more than once, and she was ready for it to be dead.