Stone Circle Be prepared

These tiny actions, it seemed, had unleashed whatever demon lurked in Stephie's tiny little body. She came back at him in a frenzy of playfully aggressive sounds and seriously sharp little teeth. He let out a startled shout as she leapt upon him and only narrowly stopped himself from rolling onto his back to squish the hateful creature attacking his person.

Instead, he tore her (gently) from his hide and attempted to pin the squirming terror with a paw to the chest, ready to berate her within an inch of her life.

"Stephie!" he scolded, his voice going high and babyish again. "Bless you and your adorable little paws! I'm going to eat them, Stephie, I really am. They look like little beans! Look at those beans! They're so cute, yes they are!"

The male could not help but mouth at her tiny black paws, his tongue raspy against the baby-soft pads. She was so tiny and fluffy!