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There was a soft sound coming from somewhere in the cave room, a scratching noise, like someone was scratching at the stone or crawling across the floor. Tawny tightened her arms around the angel that was still molded to her body, holding onto him, not wanting to wake up. When the scratching continued, her eyes snapped open and she turned her head, teeth bared and a low growl rumbling in her chest. The little female was not in the mood to be disturbed. She was recovering from injuries and was in full out protection mode. For some reason she felt that is was absolutely necessary to keep the white male safe and sound. Anyone who wanted to mess with him would have to go through her if she was around at the time. Not that it would be hard, she didn’t know how to fight and her size was a problem, but she’d sure as hell defend him as best as possible.
A few candles had been lit around the room, allowing her already adept eyes to take in more of the round room. The scratching sound was coming from a…raccoon? The little fluffy thing was in the corner, perched on what looked to be a branch and scraping at the wall with her little front paws. Tawny glared at the little creature for a few minutes, trying to see if it would feel her pissed off gaze and be cowed enough to stop. Apparently not. The female gave a sharp little yip and grinned when the ‘coon jumped and turned to look at her for a few moments before skittering down from her perch and running closer to the bed. The dark brown female had to restrain herself from reaching out and snapping at the little thing, as her tummy was growling and she was thoroughly annoyed. It was obviously a pet, though, so she had no right to do anything to it.
The raccoon chattered at her a little bit and then crawled up onto the bed slowly, sniffing around at their curled up bodies. Tawny kept up the low rumbling growl and laid her head back down against Angel’s, nuzzling her nose against his fur and closing her eyes again. She didn’t want to move or deal with anything and after accessing that the raccoon wasn’t a threat, she decided to ignore the overgrown rat. Perhaps she’d be able to get some more sleep.
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Tammi edit: edited in the mature warning table since I saw this topic was marked mature.
Cait edit: XD lmao. i totally forgot. thank you tammi. <3