[ She crouches next to him, watching. They all look fat enough to her, honestly. She feels like a cartoon character, like when a cat sees a mouse and a thought bubble appears over their head with some juicy meat roasting on a spit. Her own mouth waters and she absently wipes a hand across her lips, eyes locked on the rabbits. Now she's searching, there's a few that look plumper than the rest, and she points silently, finger moving from one to the next. ]
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Those guys.