This is my life meow

They pulled the cat through the window with some effort. It was more surprising that no one had lost an eye yet to the dangerous flailing paws of the cat. Perhaps his wings were sufficiently keeping it distracted. He did spare a moment to give Ollie a surprised glance at his comment. He couldn’t fly what else were the things for? But he didn’t bother trying to answer.

He pulled one wing out of the cat’s grasp, and smacked it soundly over the head with the other. It was enough of a distraction to buy Wylan time to reach over and grab the back of its neck with his teeth. Digging in with his elongated fangs as he yanked its head back. He would not let it bite his brother! “G'f'r th' throat!” he said over his mouthful.


"Wylan Fatalis"