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Bobby pursed his lips in a pout as Nomi said the words he didn't want to hear. He wouldn't be able to. That really sucked because he'd been looking forwards to eating the squirrel, and he wasn't patient enough to wait it out. He'd just go catch something else then. Thur thought the same thing, about hunting something else. It was a good idea, though that squirrel would still taunt his thoughts for a little while. He looked back up at it one more time, stuck his tongue out at it then followed his mom. Where we going? He asked, walking in step with her.