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Mary watched him for a long time after she had spoke, trying to figure out his intentions. Her flaxen tail flicked from flank to flank, unable to keep still with a stranger so close. She wasn't worried about him being a predator, or him thinking she was prey, as he likely would. She was one of those things that was labeled as prey, till you tried to treat her like prey... Very much like a human, ironically. I scratch here, a bruise there, but she was 0 for 10 with the monsters that had tried to eat her. Finally she turned back to her buck, presenting her side to Lightfoot. She let the carcass down from the tree, drained and gutted as it was now, and laid it out in the thick grass. She turned her head as he spoke, cocking it slightly in thought. "Yes. Though I don't suggest you try anything, if that's what your after" Maybe he wasn't thinking that, but she'd rather warn him off of it just incase |