rawr bitch
And Locke was on said bridge. Not that he's really worried because he's entirely too confident in this skin. But it'll be fine. He slinks closer, trying to keep himself steady and only stepping where he's sure he'll be okay. Once he's to the grumbling hoard, he hisses, swiping at them but not trying to hit them. More just trying to shoo them away from the bridge.
One seems to notice him and decides trying to yeet the 200 pound cat off the bridge is more fun than yeeting the whole bridge. Vines wrap around his front paw and the gourd tries to pull him towards it. Locke hisses and tries to pull back but the bridge just isn't stable enough. He gives Melita a worried look before looking back at the gourd. Well this isn't good.
One seems to notice him and decides trying to yeet the 200 pound cat off the bridge is more fun than yeeting the whole bridge. Vines wrap around his front paw and the gourd tries to pull him towards it. Locke hisses and tries to pull back but the bridge just isn't stable enough. He gives Melita a worried look before looking back at the gourd. Well this isn't good.
LOCKE
