WC: > 300
Claudius laughed when she pointed out her ferocity in the face of bears. He wondered if that was how she had been injured: 'terrifying' bears. It would certainly make sense; her wounds, after all, were quite lengthy. He could tell from her bandages that she had been injured quite extensively. A bear or a cougar could definitely inflict such terrible wounds. He wanted to ask, but he figured it would be for the best if he didn't because he didn't want to scold her again, especially when he felt like he'd been doing so much of that already (and he didn't think it was his place).
Terra wagged her tail when Claudius was able to sit up. As he moved to sit, she descended to the floor and stretched out. She still looked quite happy despite her tumble, so Claudius was glad he hadn't ruined the mood too much -- and of course, more importantly, that she hadn't injured herself any further.
Terra suggested that he get the food this time and Claudius' grin widened into a devious smile. "O-o-of course, you a-a-accept... my suggestion... after... you fa-a-a-ll," he joked. "I wou-huh-hu-ould be ha-a-a-ppy... to... get it..." he added.
With that, he pushed himself completely to his feet and then trotted over to the chair. He put his forelegs on the chair and gave it a push. He was satisfied to note that it was not wobbly, so he hopped up on it with his back legs too. Then he hopped onto the counter and lifted himself up with his back legs and put his front legs on the shelf in front of him. He leaned forward and grabbed a big chunk of meat in his teeth and gave it a tug. It wouldn't move, so he poked his nose in farther and discovered that another piece of food, something he didn't recognize, was sitting on top of it. He pushed the other food away and then pulled the meat, this time freeing it from its ledge. Once that was done, he turned his head to throw the meat at Terra's feet and then hopped back down from the counter.
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