<span style="font-style: italic">Oh dear God. Now I'm busted.</span>thought Laura in dismay as the bunny tried to interact with her. At this stage she didn't actually realize that this was not another bunny that she was talking to - or not until she leapt over the fence to her hiding position, landing softly on the paving slabs surrounding the bottom steps of the stairwell.<span style="font-style: italic">No!</span>cried one voice in her mind. But the other voice to counter it saw this as a window of opportunity.<span style="font-style: italic">Now she's yours for the keeping.</span>As the bunnygirl turned around to face her, Laura observed her smile turned to a gasp and her happiness turned to fear as they made eye contact for the first time.<span style="font-style: italic">So, they think, or know rather, that I'm their predator? Well, I wonder if they were expecting to be eaten by anything like me?</span><br/><br/>Her stomach rumbled again, but for the sake of consideration she tried to hold herself back until she collected a full overview of the situation. Straining her mind for the right way to present herself, she drew in a breath, hoping that the bunnygirl would buy into her lies.<span style="font-style: italic">The art of deceit is such a wonderful thing.</span>sighed her mind.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm<span style="text-decoration: underline">a</span>predator," she started in a soft voice, trying hard to keep her gaze levelled to the bunnygirl's eyes and keep her face straight. No matter how she tried though, she had to swallow more frequently to prevent exposure of her salivation, and she found her eyes sometimes darting to the bunny's torso. "But I'm not here to eat."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Heh, am I here to eat you, or am I here to eat you?</span>smiled her predatorial instincts when her eyes dropped to the lower portion of the bunnygirl's body. She expected her to take notice of this, but the next comment came from the other bunnygirl, making reference to her being a dog.<span style="font-style: italic">You're really asking for it.</span>said her mind vengefully, even though she realized that she probably couldn't see her from where she was. "Besides, my perfume doesn't smell like dog, thank you. I was just watching you lot - I came to this resort a few years ago, but I didn't know if Yoshis were still allowed in after that pool ladder incident last year. I just wanted to make sure they were still letting us in."<span style="font-style: italic">Dunno if she'll believe that,</span>she thought wildly,<span style="font-style: italic">but it's worth a try. Whatever they do though, I will get my meal!</span>With that said, she stretched on the spot and readied herself to respond to her hunger, eliciting an icy smile in her wake.