Originally Posted by Lonestar23 (Post 381889) "That's it! Ottertail's going full out on you, lil' miss Minty!" The tom's optics sparkled playfully at referring to himself in the third person and her as 'lil' miss Minty.' It was a nickname that he was hoping would be as affectionately exasperating as her own for him, but maybe she would actually like it. Either way Ottertail would be satisfied. The feline's optics continued sparkling as he got to his paws and padded towards her. Pretending to suddenly lose control, the feline flopped partly on top of her, his front paws curved over her back while his head and part of his chest rested on it. "Oh dear, dear, me... I seem to have lost control of all my limbs... ah well, you know how it is when you're an old fluff butt like me." He remained there, pretending to be unable to get back up. The tom was happy to have a friend he could just play around with. As a general rule, there weren't too many serious talks between the two, but he would have been happy to be there if she needed it. Whatever Mintberry needed to rid her memory of the awful night terrors, he was happy to give it to her.

Mintberry's pale hues widened as she realized what was happening. She suddenly tried squirming to her paws frantically, but it was too late. "No-no, WA-"

OOF!

The breath left her, however, she exhaled way more dramatically than what had actually occurred. "You big fluff butt!" she exclaimed, wiggling beneath his dead weight, even though it was just the top of his body. "You're going to squish the soul out of me!" she squealed loudly, hoping to deafen her friend enough to make him roll off. "Gonna send me straight to Starclan with your big fluff butt!" she exclaimed more, weakening her wiggling a little bit. Then in a dramatic finish, she exhaled again and went limp, but not without speaking in a whisper just after. "And... I'm dead," she let her tongue hang out of her mouth and shut her eyes tight hoping her act would work.