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He let out his breath in a chuckle, a gasping sigh, as Caracal addressed him. N-no! he insisted, even though his muscles were beginning to cramp. No, just askin'. 

He was afraid Cackle would stop. And he didn't wanna stop.

Wanna see the Hobbie Ho, Killdeer said fervently, hopping in place. Hopefully that would seal the deal. 

It was okay. Killer would push himself to his limits for his friend. And his limits hadn't come yet. His tail wagged, eyes wide with anticipation. C'mon! he hollered, pedaling his forepaws.