"Suit yourself. Put these on, will ya?" The fox throws you a pair of leather bracers with karabiners on the sides. By the time you have strapped both on to a comfortable fit, the fox has a set of stocks ready for you. You sit on a small stool which comes to the bottom of your shoulder blade and the fox locks your feet into the perfectly-fitted stocks. Then, he strings a chord over a rafter and clips either end into the karabiners. Your knees are slightly bent and your upper arms sit parallel with the ground.
"I'm going back to the Mewtwo over there. You should probably hope that someone goes for the squirrels first."
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