Just then, something long and black wraps itself around Vicky's neck. She starts choking, and gets off of you, trying to get it off of her neck. You look and see that the thing wrapped around Vicky's neck was Tara's tail!
"You are so desperate." she says.
"Good job, Tara." you hear someone say. You then see Sasha walking into the cave. "Are you alright?" she asks. "Increasingly better." you say. "Good." she says with a smile.
"I'll get you two for this!" Vicky says with contempt.
"Whatever," Tara says as her tail loosens its grip on the vixen's neck. Vicky falls to the ground as she gasps for air. You, Tara and Sasha bolt out of Vicky's den. "Where did you park?" you ask. "Over there." Sasha says, pointing in the direction. The three of you get inside the car and make your way back to the farm.
"How did you know that Vicky had me?" you ask Sasha.
"I saw the way she was looking at you earlier today, so I figured that she'd try something like this." she says.
"That... and the fact that we saw Vicky's paw prints in the mud." Tara adds.
"Well, thanks." you say. "Both of you."
"Don't thank me." Tara says. "I only came along because I was bored."
"Still, thanks." you say.
"Well, today was pretty... eventful." Sasha says, laughing a little. "Why don't we have some dinner, then hit the sack!"
"Sounds good to me!" you say. Tara just shrugs her shoulders.
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