Mr. Big Stuff

*Evangeline* · 10-14-2017, 01:07 PM

Vana was still staring in affront at the gooey mass of kelp at her paws when a sharp pain suddenly pinched her in her rear.

It was so unexpected, so... so... appalling... that for a long heartbeat Evangeline could only stiffen and squeak inelegantly. But immediately on the heels of her shock came fury, and she spun with jaws gaping and spitting out a sound have screech and half roar, giving the impression of the yowling of an injured cat.

The sight of her long-absent older brother's face hardly registered, certainly not enough to stop her from trying to take a chunk out of whoever had dared nip her in the butt, but it must have made enough of an impression because rather than try to rip his face off her jaws veered slightly out of their way to aim a retaliatory snap towards his ear instead as she threw herself at the (admittedly still larger) male in a furious attempt at a tackle. She was clearly spitting mad, and the bulky herb-pack on her back notwithstanding, she fully intended to rub this scoundrel's face in the equally frustrating, gooey mass of the kelp she'd come all this way for.

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