[ uh. well, he's not really sure what he's watching, but as the dog goes in search for safety and refuge from the energetic child, Morgana is almost 100% sure that he is probably in danger. not the life-threatening, fur-mangling, bone-breaking kind (yet) as far as he can tell, but... well, his instincts are saying 'run' while his mind is saying 'run???'
he could go for a hug, though. that doesn't sound too bad.
with slow and cautious steps, he stops slightly beyond Mabel's reach and starts to lick his right paw. then, his left. at least he could pretend to be a little more cat-like instead of jumping into her arms. ]
stares into the sun
he could go for a hug, though. that doesn't sound too bad.
with slow and cautious steps, he stops slightly beyond Mabel's reach and starts to lick his right paw. then, his left. at least he could pretend to be a little more cat-like instead of jumping into her arms. ]