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Farrym let out an annoyed hiss. "I've been stalking that snake since yesterday. I clawed it on its belly yesterday, but it go away!" And not very hard, either, much to the cat's annoyance. This was going to be his first real prey, and he was going to give it to Lillianna, but then this knucklehead stole it and started playing with it. You didn't play with prey. His tail lashed, another short growl bursting from him as his ears laid flat against his head.

Lillianna just stood there bewildered, looking from the sandcat to the yearling and back again. They were fighting... over a snake? What? "Uhhmm... how about we try to find another snake?" she asked awkwardly