The shovel connected solidly with the cat's side and sent it sliding across the floor. When it regained it's bearings, it stood, though, favoring the side of it's body that had been hit.
Clearly, it had been wrong about the injured one.
The cat glanced to it's former prey, deciding it was in bad enough shape -certainly worse than the other intruder had been- to refocus it's attacks. Red eyes turned to the one with the weapon and it growled and hissed. If the human wanted a fight, it could have one.
Again, the cat gathered energy, whiskers whipping in a non-existent breeze, as it prepared to use the energy beam again; it didn't want to risk getting too close and being hit again.
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Clearly, it had been wrong about the injured one.
The cat glanced to it's former prey, deciding it was in bad enough shape -certainly worse than the other intruder had been- to refocus it's attacks. Red eyes turned to the one with the weapon and it growled and hissed. If the human wanted a fight, it could have one.
Again, the cat gathered energy, whiskers whipping in a non-existent breeze, as it prepared to use the energy beam again; it didn't want to risk getting too close and being hit again.