Tooth and Claw, Hugs and Kisses

She'd hear him exclaim and then the sound of his terrible paws would echo over the den floor. She would feel her hackles bristling already as he drew more near, just go away, just go away She would repeat over and over until finally she'd hear his voice come to address her. She'd turn her head to face him just as he shook his paw free of the spring time mud and she would squeal in displeasure as it landed on her marked features. "Caesar, noooooo!" She would cry as she hid her face between her russet paws. Maybe if she just stayed still he wouldn't touch her, she didnt want to run, he'd only chase her and probably make her fall in one of his stupid holes. "Momma said don't be mean!" She would mumble helplessly from beneath tiny feet.

"Speech"
'thoughts'