Galain crawled through the partially open door, glaring after whatever the hell it was that had so hurriedly pranced past him. Couldn't it have stopped? Helped? Oh the pain! And then things blurred again as tiny furry fury enveloped his head and vision again.
"Bettijane! I told you I didn't mean to step all over your tail! If you'd have just waited outside!"
He'd be fine in another minute or five. Everybody knew that. Sutures and affection might be in order though.
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