[Maplefur]

Originally Posted by Nutella

Russus giggled which turned into laughter at the messing up his fur and like the rough houser he can be he tried batting at trixie with his paws ,once she let go he shook his fur then rolled his eyes and puffed his chest out "just a little rough and tumble! I can take it . Besides it wasn't high enough to make that much of an impact anyways . Like if I fell from a mountain or something that would definitely hurt ." he meowed with a bit of pride in his tone , then tilted his head and huffed "to me it felt like it ." he as he looked down . Although his ears and tail perked up once he caught the word dog and a shine in his eyes could be seen from wonder and excitement . "really? What did that beast look like? Was it all slobbery and scar ridden? Red eyes? C'mon give me the details !" he chirped as his little hops started to return all of the excitement of an On coming story made him forget about his leg and the food . The calicos nose twitched once he smelled the prey making his mouth water as he licked his lipse ,he plopped down into a comfy position and dragged one of the mice towards him with his left paw which was shaking a tad bit but it soon started to subside as the mouse was near his chest and began to eat .

Russus' battering made her narrow her eyes, the look in them almost daring him to bat at her again. "Careful, squirt, you'll lose that fight," she teased. Of course, should they have a play fight, she wouldn't go that hard on him, but she wasn't the type to let someone win just because they were younger, either. Trixie then smiled, a small laugh bubbling in her. "Yes, I do imagine falling from a mountain would hurt quite a bit." A smile stayed on her maw as she could tell that Russus had truly missed her. Sometimes she thought it was funny, how close she'd become to this little tom she'd taken in, when she wasn't even that close with her own blood-related siblings. Given the choice between them, she'd plainly choose Russus over them. Perhaps bonds formed by choice would always be stronger than bonds formed by blood. At the calico's inquiry, the molly's whiskers twitched. In reality, the dog hadn't been that big or scary, not that she'd let her brother know that. "It was an ugly looking thing, all grey around it's muzzle. It thought it was a good idea to try and steal my catches- but I showed him who's the real boss around here!" Trixie thrashed her tail for good measure. "And I may or may not have been able to trick him to fall into a mud pit." She licked her muzzle, getting off traces of mouse before giving a mischievous smile.