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Something curdled in her stomach when Kira agreed with her, then said it would have to wait. Pie told herself she shouldn’t take it so personally, but it was hard not to jump to conclusions. The Lazore didn’t want to touch her—the very thought of it made her nervous—and she’d cited the intimacy of it. Tiuttuk idly raised a paw, touching the back of it to one flaming cheek just to make sure it hadn’t actually burst into flame.

Aya, she whispered harshly to herself.

Her ears pricked when Kira invited her to hunt. It assauged some of her self-consciousness, though she felt an uncomfortable prickle between her shoulder blades. She rolled them and swept back into all fours, bobbing her head and putting on a game face.

It probably goes without saying that I’m hungy too. I was actually sorting through scents when you arrived. There are quite a few pikas running around this area. I think their colony may live there, Pie said, gesturing toward what looked like a pile of boulders piled unceremoniously against a sheer rock wall.

Stealth and swiftness were crucial when hunting any small game, particularly these wily rodents. They could dive into any old crack or crevice in the blink of an eye. Her loud stomach may present a problem, though Treepie was willing to try. Was Kira? Her yellow eyes flicked to her face.