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.

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[demigoddess]

[ Shrug. ]

Did someone come to help you out?

[video]

[unweeping_willow]

"Angua's coming," she promised.

[video]

[demigoddess]

Good. [ And she's not sure what else to say. ]

[video]

[unweeping_willow]

Thanks. For asking.