Hushed Willows I could be an accident but I'm still trying

Look, I don't know what Dusty's been up to. Probably something needlessly sneaky. Maybe that's why no one's seen him around all that much. But he was around. Y'know. Doin' shit. Finding things.

Things like this bite-sized little punk.

He'd caught her scent before he saw her, and it was lucky that he had. If he hadn't, there would've been nothing to stop him from making her a meal. As it was, the thought still crossed his mind. If she was out on her own, she was fair game, wasn't she?

But then, damn it, he thought about what Reverie would think, and how she would feel —

So flower princess was not on the menu.

"Hey, lunchmeat," he said, stepping into her path. "Are you trying to get yourself bird-snatched? 'Cause this is how you get bird-snatched, wandering off like this."