full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As Amalia's paws landed on the sword just as Amun's hand closed around it, he grimaced. Then her tail was flicking him in the face and he swatted at it out of reflex. It didn't hurt, though, simply annoyed him.
Tugging at the sword, he realized wrestling her for it wasn't going to be worth it. So he let out and snarled. Then he spun to face her. Leaping into the air, he reached down for the fur around his neck. His goal was to try and get on top of her. If successful, he'd cling to her back tightly, trying to prevent her from swatting at him again.
Tugging at the sword, he realized wrestling her for it wasn't going to be worth it. So he let out and snarled. Then he spun to face her. Leaping into the air, he reached down for the fur around his neck. His goal was to try and get on top of her. If successful, he'd cling to her back tightly, trying to prevent her from swatting at him again.
amun
