Swiftcurrent Creek In a space ship

What he thinks will be an easy victory turns into a flailing mess. Limbs go flying, kicking and smacking into him enough that Helios has to close his eyes a few times when a stray paw comes slapping him in the face.

It would be cute, if the smacks didn’t hurt to some degree. A playful growl rumbles in his chest, and the raven parts his jaws, attempting to sneak through flailing arms to grasp the fur of Zephyr’s chest. If he’s successful in his grasp, he’ll start to shake his head.