Zeta shook his head and blinked away the haze. Then he saw Rook's tail and remember what he was doing. With a low growl, he pushed himself up and lunged at her. Rook whistled, realizing that she wasn't in a position she wanted to be in.
"Oh,…" She propelled herself easily out of Zeta's reach with one quick hop, then she kept on going, "I just remember! I have an appointment NOT to be captured today!!" Five more hops and she was rapidly vanishing into the distance, "Maybe tomorrow?" She called back with a giggle.
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Havockitten
Zeta’s starting to look… interesting. That’s about the only word that really fits right now.