Lily kicks her feet, but it's futile. This is completely unreasonable! She can't get shoved in a fannypack! Any sympathy she had for this big fucking vermin is gone. She pries open the chipmunk's little (in proportion!) fingers, uncaring if she breaks them in the process, and drops back to the ground.
Now what? Should she punch it again? Where the hell are the kill spots on a rodent? She watches the chipmunk warily, weighing her options. Last time she fought a giant animal like this, she gouged its eyes out. Is that a good idea?
... She doesn't think she could bring herself to rip out a chipmunk's eyes.
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Lily kicks her feet, but it's futile. This is completely unreasonable! She can't get shoved in a fannypack! Any sympathy she had for this big fucking vermin is gone. She pries open the chipmunk's little (in proportion!) fingers, uncaring if she breaks them in the process, and drops back to the ground.
Now what? Should she punch it again? Where the hell are the kill spots on a rodent? She watches the chipmunk warily, weighing her options. Last time she fought a giant animal like this, she gouged its eyes out. Is that a good idea?
... She doesn't think she could bring herself to rip out a chipmunk's eyes.