The Warrior Caught by Flowers
Copyright© 2016 by Adraine Farris
Chapter 20: A Cat’s Response
The demon snarled at his disappearing back, but took advantage of his momentary absence and Bells apparent distraction to try and attack her. It failed, and he ended up sprawled on the ground, whimpering with pain, ignoring the girl’s sad sigh and disappointed look.
Presently the big, orange and yellow cat came around the side of the building. Eigis sat up, brushing himself off haughtily and eyeing the feline curiously as it trotted up. He’d seen cats before of course, but had never really taken notice of them before, since they were neither prey or big enough to be a threat. Now however, he was interested to find out more about this creature that Bells and Hiryu claimed he resembled. In terms of appearance, he had to agree that its ears and whiskered face were similar to his, although much smaller and with shorter fur, and if this one had a long tail it would have resembled his.
Reaching the girl, the cat chirped in greeting, and twined around her legs and knees, purring. Bells laughed and, reaching down, stroked his back.
“Hello to you too, Goblin’s Death. I’m back, and ready to take you home.”
Then the cat noticed Eigis. He stiffened, amber eyes opening wide, all of his senses on high alert. All the fur from his shoulder blades down to the end of his bobbed tail puffed up, and he hissed, ears flat, crouched low, ready to attack, murder shinning in his eyes.
“Rrrowww-hisss!” The cat bared its teeth in a furious snarl.
Eigis’s response was just as quick. He crouched down on all fours, talons spread, ears flat and tail lashing, his stiff black hair standing up in all directions.
“Rrreeeowww!”
Caught off guard by their sudden fight, Bells simply watched, half fascinated, half afraid, as the feline stalked up to the angry demon, fur puffed, quivering, making itself as big as it could, not caring that his opponent was more than twice his size. He advanced, snarls rippling out of his throat, Eigis echoing him. They stopped, hardly three inches from each other’s faces, glaring at each other. The crackle of an impending fight electrified the air.
But then Goblin’s Death sniffed some more, and a puzzled look replaced his furious snarl. After a few minutes of considering, his fur flattened and he whisked around with a flick of his bobbed tail, nose in the air as if to say, Oh, I mistook you for someone important, like my own worst enemy. Guess I was wrong.
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