He could hear her, but he couldn’t see her. As frightening as it was, it was also very frustrating. Timon didn’t know where she was coming from. His eyes franticly searched the floor for her feet when her voice grew closer but found nothing. He scooted back, further under the couch where only his eyes could be seen in the darkness if one were to look beneath the furniture. It wasn’t the cleverest of places to hide, but the space was tight. Maybe Larxene would think he was too fat to squeeze under it among other things.

The meerkat kept his paws firmly over his mouth, holding it shut to prevent an unneeded outburst. It was like the Nobody knew just what to say to get him mad. Then again, it wasn’t that hard. The hard part was not saying anything in return. He should have been standing up for himself, especially when he was anything but stupid! A stupid rodent wouldn’t know half as much as he did… But a smart one wouldn’t have been captured so easily either. He frowned at the thought, but caught something in the process: Larxene’s shadow. It was right in front of the couch.