(A few hours pass as Fafnir leaves the lair and then returns with a fresh new kill)
Here we go; I caught this black and white kitty for the kettle. It looks kind of funny though. Its two white stripes go down the length of this kitty. Hummm, sniff, sniff, it smells kind of funny too.
*sneaks over on a tiny dark ledge and peeks cautiously over*
hmmmmmm, wonder what that smell is. *sees Fafnir's kill lying on the table*
that isn't....no, he wouldn't....sure smells like..... looks like too.... Oh, Fafnir. You didn't bring a skunk into the lair, did you?
*catches nose and runs back to her hiding place and out the other opening. she finds a nice flat rock and climbs up on it and breathes in the fresh air.*
Poor Fafnir, doesn't even know a skunk when he sees one. *shakes head sadly*
