Phoenix Maplewood daddy

"This is true," said Alya, her voice grave, "but you have vanquished me in a fair match. You are right to take your prize. My status as guest has no bearing on your victory."

Kindness, after all, got you nowhere. Later on, Alya might try to teach him about strategic mercy - but it seemed as though even this lesson might be a bit too much for the boy. Better just to leave it at that and hope he'd gain some measure of intelligence as he waged. (Alya took a moment to acknowledge that she was far too invested in this boy for having just met him, but then she looked at his cute little face and decided that someone had to be.)

"Do your worst, cur!" she taunted with a playful growl, attempting to bat him down with her forepaws. "I shall defeat thee with my mighty jaw!" And then Alya did her best to fit his whole head in her mouth.