FOOL ME ONCE SHAME ON YOU, FOOL ME TWICE...

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that was going on, not realizing that for once his queen was stalking him rather then the other way around. He moved almost soundlessly through the woods, the boarder was now well marked and walked enough to have worn a fairly deep path. It was a path he traveled quite regularly much in the same way he would travel it today, head lowered and shoulders rolling languidly. It was a nice day out, the weather was crisp without being cold and the sun still managed to beat down on his back to add a bit of extra heat to his black pelt. Verdant eyes would slip and slither back and forth across the boarder, nose quivering to constantly test the breeze. He didn't realize he was being followed until a shift of wind tossed her scent his way. Slowly his massive skull would lift, pausing in his trek as ears flittered to see if he could hear her approach as well. He felt a flutter in his chest, that usual feeling he experienced whenever Cat was around. He would stand easely, tail licking at his heels as he waited for her to catch up. Maybe they could go on a walk together, finish up patrols then go for a hunt and chat.

She was running... For a moment he would tip his head and chuckle. It wasn't the first time they had play fought though she was usually sneakier about it. Ah well, beggars can't be choosers and he always seemed to be begging for her attention as of late. Slowly he would hunker down, shoulders rolling and head lowering. "Heeeeey Caaaaattt...." He would taunt easily, ready to spring on her but something made him freeze and study her a bit closer. "Hey Cat what's... Cat? CAT NO!!" It all seemed to happen all at once, first he would straighten and regard her expression though her pace would not falter. All of a sudden she was on him, getting right up in his face and then the flash of teeth seemed to drag him out of whatever stupor he had been stuck in. Forequarters twisted, paws pushing him up and hind legs launching himself to try and leap and twist out of the way. She would hit him but with much less force then if he had remained standing. Teeth would crave their path into his shoulder even as he tried to escape her grasp.

Paws would land heavily on the ground, whether she was or wasn't still attached to him he would attempted to pivot on forepaws and swing his hips around as far as he could. Hopefully it would either knock her away or dissuade her from continuing her attack. "WHAT THE FUCK CAT?!?!" He snapped, ready to kick at her or flee if needed. He didn't know if it was something he had done or if she was just a deranged lunatic today. Either way he folded his ears back and glared at her over his shoulder, as he was now hopefully positioned with his butt facing her.

Speech!