Letting out a belch, Risto stretched his muscles, then relaxed them, resting on his haunches as he gazed around. He lifted a paw and began to wash himself, gently rubbing his paw over his ear as he turned towards his side. Suddenly, something hard slammed against his tail, and Risto let out a snarl as his neck fur bristled. Whipping around, he found himself face-to-face with one of Cara's pups - a male one. Annoyed that the pup had disturbed his cleaning, the feline curled his lip and hissed at the pup. Nevertheless, the pup ignored the warning and tackled Risto to the ground, jumping onto the feline and letting out obnoxious and irritating yips of excitement. Spitting and hissing, the tom began to slap at the pup and let out an awkward squawk when the pup's paw slipped into his mouth. Spitting out the taste, Risto cried, "Get it off me! Get it off me!" But the creature still ignored him and began to nip at his ears. A slash of annoyance pierced through Risto, and the feline kicked back, wriggling free from the grip of the beast and shook out his pelt, glaring at the pup through slits. "When will this world ever be sophisticated and learn not to be uncultured swines!" He exclaimed as he scurried out the cave.
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