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July 10, 2008 (29 Comments)

Energy was too big for Stealth to risk waking in a rude manner.  But Fly, he was small and vulnerable.  Stealth stared at the squirrel's tail.  It was hanging temptingly off the side of the bed.  The tip of Fly's tail twitched slightly and the squirrels little yellow paws were wriggling as he ran in a nonexistent dreamland.
That would be too easy.  Stealth put the thought of grabbing the squirrel by the tail and flinging him into a wall out of her mind.  She glared at the squirrel, then at Chel.  Fly was just too close.  Stealth had a good idea of how to fix that.

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