[ Ninat presses her massive paws into Gin's shoulders, holding him still. When pup-kittens get unruly, they get disciplined.
Which means Ninat rumbles unhappily, opening her teeth-filled jaws to nip-- ]
Ni-nu! [ Kida's voice is more like she's scolding a small child than preventing murder. ] Kwam tapik! Cake bernotseken!
[ At the sound of her master's voice, Ninat halts with her mouth just shy of Gin's nape. With an unhappy grumble, she pushes off of him--sorry about that weight on your back, Gin--and pads back over to the cake, still in its box on the ground. ]
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Which means Ninat rumbles unhappily, opening her teeth-filled jaws to nip-- ]
Ni-nu! [ Kida's voice is more like she's scolding a small child than preventing murder. ] Kwam tapik! Cake bernotseken!
[ At the sound of her master's voice, Ninat halts with her mouth just shy of Gin's nape. With an unhappy grumble, she pushes off of him--sorry about that weight on your back, Gin--and pads back over to the cake, still in its box on the ground. ]