006; don't mess with the kitty - [public video]

[unweeping_willow]

[Willow's lips pull back into a vampiric snarl, face momentarily filling the screen before she pulls the camera back, and reveals her position - straddling Medusa, following their fight. For those who can tell such things, Medusa's shoulders are dislocated - her legs possibly damaged as well; and most importantly of all, unconscious, not dead.

She barely seems to notice Madame Smudge, now sniffing at Medusa's head; though she's uncertain how the kitten had escaped her room. She's more fixated on keeping on the snarl, glaring into the camera.]

Nobody threatens my cat.

Comments

Re: Spam

[scentbombed]

Yes, and I would appreciate it if you would continue not to. Shall we? [Her voice isn't unkind, but it is brisk, professional; she nods to Merlin again and gently tugs Willow along, trying not to inhale too deeply. The vampire smell is starting to make her claws itch.]

Spam

[unweeping_willow]

[She walks; she doesn't need much pushing. She does hold her head high, though; scent be danged.]