Alba sat in front of him with a dramatic sulk only a tiny wolf-dog could manage.
Eris, a tiny black cat with red eyes glowing, sat beside him, Her tail flicking.
Both looked down at the floor like two children caught stealing sweets.
Ignotus crossed his arms.
"This is a medic hub, you know?"
The dog whined, while Eris, after a guilty pause, managed the one word She could say aloud:
"…calamity."
In his mind, though, Her actual words rang out, embarrassed:
'My apologies, Ignotus… my cat form influences my thinking.'
Ignotus snorted.
'Do you think I actually care? I'm only doing this to have fun.'
Eris meowed, walked forward, and lightly scratched at his shin in protest.
Ignotus glared at Her and She immediately pretended She meant nothing by it.
Alba saw the touch; he couldn't have that, and so he launched.
He body-checked the cat with the force of a pillow fired out of a weak slingshot.
