Otter Creek Its not going in, i'm not your disciple

"Devil eats flies, when he is starving," Dwin shrugged in response and sat down to listen, what the other had to say. The mention of a big cat picked her interest, because just a month ago a big cat had attacked two puppies, one of which was her younger sibling Frolic. And Bronco - the hero of the day - had got seriously injured in the process. Hadn't that cat been killed? Or seriously injured?

She felt quite confident - maybe foolishly so - that she would not meet the same fate as Frolic, because she had been around in the world longer and was larger and quicker. "Was that cat big and striped?" Dwin asked. "'cause one such beast attacked us recently."