i got my mind made up and i can't let go.

Fin couldn't help but give a grudging smile herself as he responded to her. With a grunt, she rolled onto her belly and pushed herself up onto all four legs so that she could hop forward and out of the thistle bush. Once on level ground with the male, she plopped down onto her haunches and began to scratch at her back. She could only assume that she looked a complete mess, but that was all too common for a girl who spent her days chasing critters and cliff diving, amongst other similar activities.

"You know, I don't even remember anymore," Fin admitted with a thoughtful furrow of her brows. "I think I was hunting it and it was being a real dick about escaping. I mean, I know I'm not going to be successful at every hunt, but the asshole doesn't have to rub it in." Her eyes trailed over to the thicket, peering for any sign of its smug little face. It usually stuck around to give her a snotty grin or to flash its bum at her before it danced away. It didn't seem to be there now, though, which was both a relief and irritating as all hell.

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