[She meows again, turning in a circle and coming to sit in the same place. Obviously thinking, calculating...
Jump.
Thyme hops easily onto a box nearby, then hopping onto the ledge next to that, then walking carefully along the narrow ledge towards the shelf. A precarious position but she keeps her balance well enough. Now the mouse is closer, she can stick her pink nose close to sniff curiously.]
[Thyme moves so quickly (as cats tend to do) that Bernard doesn't have much time to think. He scurries to the other side of the shelf and then realizes that he has run out of room to, well, run]
N-n-nice k-kit-kitty.
[He isn't a fan of that nose - he's even less a fan of the mouth under that nose.]
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Jump.
Thyme hops easily onto a box nearby, then hopping onto the ledge next to that, then walking carefully along the narrow ledge towards the shelf. A precarious position but she keeps her balance well enough. Now the mouse is closer, she can stick her pink nose close to sniff curiously.]
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N-n-nice k-kit-kitty.
[He isn't a fan of that nose - he's even less a fan of the mouth under that nose.]
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It's just two inches too far away to reach the mouse. Drat.]