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The cat moved more like a snake than a creature on four legs, locked on Towhee's salvation – the closer, smaller wolf, the one who had begun to back away, ears pressed flat and teeth bared uselessly. Even after an involuntary shred, it was easily double her weight and posessed of razor blade where Disa had only blunt little nubs.

Fortunately for Disa, there was a very exciting flash of bright orange as the elder wolf pirouetted and a declare-screamed – to the surprise of all present, lion included – that she was having lots of  "FUNN!"

"Disa!" rang out in the same second.

The cat must not have been all there, because its pupils dilated into black holes at the sight of so many choices. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch the wolf and

          rip its skin off and suck out its eyes.

Cat goes forrrrr.. 1 - 7 Disa, 8 - 14 Beau, 15 - 21 Towhee

ROLL: 17