[What gives indeed. Arcee shakes herself repeatedly in hopes it will somehow shake that horrible need to make that chattering noise off. It takes awhile, be she eventually forces herself out of that "need to eat the bird" drive. Finally back to her senses, she gives a heavy sigh and determines that hiding is not the right answer. Especially from Jack.
Gathering up all her nerves, she finally forces herself to step out from the bush.]
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Gathering up all her nerves, she finally forces herself to step out from the bush.]
Like I said, it's not pretty.
[Hello Jack, have a meow.]