He was full, fat, and happy. He couldn't remember the last time he was all three of those things at once. He couldn't remember a lot of things, actually. But he could remember how to pounce! And kill! And he was killing Bragi's tail so good.

He looked up at her, grinning through a mouthful of fur, but she wasn't even paying attention to him! How was she supposed to know how much of an amazing hunter he was? She was just looking outside, and his gaze followed her, before a really loud sound filled his ears.

He flinched, dropping her tail, and flattened himself to the soft, dry, not wet ground. He remembered that he didn't like that.