Caught Red Handed

She looked up from her bird, still only half done with plucking it, when a familiar scent reached her nose. As soon as she smelt it, the owner of that scent was flying towards her, crushing her beneath him and making her let out a very unladylike Oomph as she got the breath nocked out of her. Feathers went flying everywhere as his thick black fur smothered her, turning her world dark.

As soon as he seemed to realize what he had done he leapt off her as if she was on fire. And she might as well been. Her eyes blazed and she let a growl, pissed that the time she had been trying to avoid him, he just had to come looking. But then she saw his eyes. They were vulnerable. He stuttered in surprise as he tried to make up for his fault. She had never seen him like this, never even thought he could look this way. Her snarl dropped as did her jaw as she just stared at him, completely lost for words.