Noctisardor Bypass wanna play cheat, now says the sloth.

Sven felt a jolt as she returned his gaze, and his smile brightened. Those silver spades of his growing larger with mirth and joy. It felt good to run and play. Fadir would be proud, yes?

She ran towards the rabbit. He laughed. YOu did good!

He chased and gamboled, snapping, finally a well placed bite had it's leg wounded and it limped. You kill it! Your catch!

He felt it the gentlemanly thing to do after all was to let her have this.