Bastet barely had time to flinch before he'd shot over, scooping her up and whooping like a fool.
It really was him, although rather less guarded than she remembered from his visit last month. And she was glad enough to see him that she allowed him to raise her into the air; she did nothing more than tighten her jaws around the brim of the hat, making certain she didn't drop it.
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Re: Quicklog
Date: 2010-07-28 04:33 am (UTC)It really was him, although rather less guarded than she remembered from his visit last month. And she was glad enough to see him that she allowed him to raise her into the air; she did nothing more than tighten her jaws around the brim of the hat, making certain she didn't drop it.