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Rannoch went down easy enough. Liffey suspected that he actually didn't mind this attack as much as he should have - she was quite fierce and dangerous, after all. He laughed as she "mauled" him, prompting her to giggle as well, especially as he returned her assault with his own arsenal of affection. The wrestling slowed to a stop and Liffey took the opportunity to snuggle up against him as close as was physically possible, her tail wagging furiously all the while.

She took no offense at his comment. She knew perfectly well that she was a lousy hunter when he was her partner. She wasn't necessarily stellar without him, but she was certainly a great deal better than when they were together. "Hunting's a lot easier when you aren't around to distract me," Liffey answered, tucking her muzzle up under his chin even as he tried to move his head away to look at her, "Or when you're the prey and I'm actually supposed to be focused on you."