Scat Cat

Satisfied with her drink the white gloved pup raised her form from the clear waters. She was quenched and now it was time to continue her adventure. She needed to practice her sigil, she wanted to sit at the border and look at the desert, and she needed to find Sirius so he could give her another lesson. She hated how easily he pushed her around, and couldn’t wait until she was bigger and could really show him what she could do. One day she’d be just as big as he was, she was sure of it. Then she would be the one to push him around. The thought made her smile as she turned to go, just as the cat began its attack.

The serval was sneaky and seasoned, otherwise it wouldn’t have attempted the stunt it was undertaking. Quick as lightning though, the cheetah’s cousin raced forward from its spot hidden in the grasses behind Venom’s form. The girl couldn’t have seen it coming. If it weren’t for her quills, the pup might have been dead before Seer opened his eyes to see the danger. Venom heard the paw steps, and only caught the cat out of the corner of her eye when her defenses went up. She instinctively lowered her head and the serval was treated to a mouth full of quills.

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