You own me like whispers in poetry

She nodded understanding, finally getting the gist of what is being asked of her. She can't always rely on someone else to protect her, though the thought was nice it was illogical. She watched as he laid his paw gently over hers, and she scooted her body closer to his face as they talked.

As soon as he said that they should go hunt she suddenly had a million other things she wanted to get to instead. But she knew she needed to power through and hone her skills. The idea was just making her queasy.
"A hunt then. Now or later?" She asked, wondering if they should peek in on some of the songbirds to make sure they were being diligent about their duties.