[Ivar makes a swipe for the little creature, trying to catch it, or at least scare it out from underneath there. Fortunately, the little beast is more interested in flight rather than fight, and with a high pitched squeak, it runs out from under the dumpster.
It stands there, hesitating for a moment, flapping its big ear fins and lashing its tufted tail. It's the perfect opportunity to get the leash on it.]
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It stands there, hesitating for a moment, flapping its big ear fins and lashing its tufted tail. It's the perfect opportunity to get the leash on it.]