“What the hell was that for?!” ((Sorry I grabbed one bc this way you have more choice the other ones I wasn't sure if you'd like and I stink at starting so- If you want a different prompt tell me))
“You were in my way.”
The feline(?)’s reply is swift and rather monotonous, and she sighs and brushes her hair out of her eyes. (Though it’s a lost cause and it falls right back into place.) “Sorry, I guess.” She peers up at the man, and then hops onto a gate to be a tad more on eye level. “Sometimes my claws act on their own when they see an exposed pantleg....”
Of course they do, Pillowchan, of course they do. Anyway, she’s lucky its pretty dark. Maybe the guy wont notice her more human head....Though if she’s really lucky, he just wont care. She frowns. “Sooo, mr dark and handsome, who are you? Oh, I guess that’s kinda rude to ask....” Ah yes, and clawing at someone’s leg isn’t rude at all...
