Hideaway Strath screaming at the top of your lungs

Whrist was about to pounce upon him but something in the change of his posture, made her hindbrain shout PREY! There is Prey here!! Eat him!! But this wasn’t prey this was Charles, she made sure to snaps her mouth closed on nothing but air  the tuck of his tail which made grabbing it no fun anyway.

It was his cower that made her flinch, it took her effort to bound up and then over him at the last second being absolutely sure she made no contact with him. She landed on the other side of him and stood up slowly, forcing her body into a relaxed neutral posture, looking at him with surprise her head cocked to the left her white blue eyes soft with concern

She whispered softly “Charles?” She wanted to step closer to touch his cheek with a gentle nudge but worried he’d faint or lash out, the scent of fear rolled of him in waves