'We fight like cats and dogs...or is this something else?'~Private

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    Kat smiled and walked around the couch, crouching in front of his face. She gently took his hand away, and blew in his face.

    (Jason is a heavy sleeper when he falls into a deep sleep. He is also aggressive)


    Jason Growls rolling onto his stomach and putting his face into a pillow.

    Her black cat ears were unhidden, and folded back annoyance. She grew her claws to full length, and pressed them against his back.

    He growls and jumps up tackling Kat to the ground. His eyes where wide his tail fluffed and his ear held back as he holds her down his growl menacing until he notices its her. "Its just you. I'm sorry. "He says loosening his grip but not getting off.

    "You missing something?" She asked, kicking him off and standing up.

    He stops to think then looks down at himself and runs to the drier opening it and pulling all the cloths out and running to his room and putting them on the bed then sighing. "Actually no. i still have the string and you know about the scar so i don't care any more. You now about it i now about your he says coming up to her and stroking her hair back. and smiling.

    A little purr came from her, as she pushed his hand away. "Don't do that." She said, frowning.

    Her tail swayed behind her, as she said, "It's a cat thing, just like you like your ear scratched."

    "Oh. Good." He says laughing and walking around her."What other thing about a cat besides yarn and mouse and stroking." he says laughing. As he walked by her tail he takes it and gently strokes it once continuing his circling.

    "Well, we like to sharpen our claws on carpets, walls and curtains."she said, crossing her arms and flicking her tail away. Her ears flicked back up, and followed him.

    "Well that's not useful." He says laughing again. He stops in front of her ans his tail begins to wag faster. He try's not to laugh as his mind wonders.

    "We also like to curl up with someone, if that helps." She said, walking past him. She smirked, as her black tail rubbed against his. She walked to her room, closing the door behind her.

    "That does." He says going to the kitchen and grabbing a bear then going to the bed room. He closes the door and folds all his cloths leaving the really lose pants on and moving the cloths off his bed. He puts them on the dresser and jumps onto his bed. "IF YOU WANT TO CURL UP GO FIND SOMEONE FROM THE CASINO!" He calls out really loudly then laughs.

    "GO CHASE A CAR!" She yelled back, ears going back in annoyance. She laid down on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

    "Well, then I hope you get hit by one." She joked, laughing and smiling.

    "Oh ha ha." he says standing and grabbing a box of something of the dresser and opening his door and throwing it at hers and standing there to see what she would do. He pulls up his pants where they started sliding.

    Before the box hit the door, she opened it and caught it in one hand. "Yes?" She said, crossing her arms and leaning against the door frame.