The reckoning of a Queen

His pain and frustration was palpable, though so too was her own. Zee did not slow her paws upon him as he cried out, though the rapid movements did dizzy her head and make more klutzy her drunken paws. It wasn't until his own paws grasped onto her own that Zee's attack was forced to die out, though she did her best to continue to beat weakly upon him as he held her so tight.

"Let go!" She complained weakly, though her nose fell naturally into the spot beneath his chin regardless of her will to fight. The drink was beginning to wear on her and sleep was threatening it's way through. "I don't want a damn hug." Working against her words, her body began to relax against him. It was becoming harder and harder to keep her eyes open, though she blamed it internally upon his fluffy fur poking insistently into her face.