Being the prey for a natural-born "predator" has never been so endearing/cute.
Pssk, hovercats? Don't compare me to those faux-flying felines! Their maximum elevation is a paltry 100 meters! I can fly MILES HIGH without even winding myself! I think it's time that all the would-be aeronautical cats of the world just face the facts and admit that they don't even have a hope of being as aerodynamic and flyable as we bunnies are!
And here you thought today would be the day that you'd best your feline friend at dodgeball! I admire your efforts, pitiful human, but you'll have to wait a bit longer before your ball-chucking skills can keep up with my catlike-because-I'm-actually-a-cat reflexes! My advice is to keep working the target course... and also to brace yourself for the immediate return throw I'm about to dish you, since it'll knock you clean over if you're not ready!
Practice makes perfect, that's what my mama always says! And boy oh boy do I hope we reach perfection when we perform this routine at tomorrow's competition, because we've been practicing for like FOUR STRAIGHT HOURS and we're both really hungry and I'm thirsty and my feet are starting to get sore and this exercise thing is hard and I could really use a break...