Jaspar Fuzzy-Breeks eased himself along the tunnel. Framed in the entrance, Lágr Rope-Bearer sat oblivious. The ground schuffed beneath Jasper’s feet, but Lágr seemed not to hear.
Almost at the tunnel’s mouth, Jaspar paused. Everything was still.
He eased his haunches and leapt.
His paws wrapped around Lágr’s throat. They rolled, each on top then underneath. Jaspar drove his back paws over and over into Lágr’s stomach.
Suddenly, Lágr shot free, his head slipping from Jaspar’s grip.
A rope-muffled shout echoed as Una the Deep Miaowing leapt away, Lágr dangling from her by the rope.
Then strolled away.