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Elizabeth has decided that today is a good day to go out and explore/lay around the forest. In leopard form, naturally.

She's currently up on a sturdy branch of a tree by the lake. Noticeable by sight, only by the fact that her tail is not only hanging down out of the leaves, but swaying lazily back and forth.

She wouldn't object to company, just don't expect her to say anything if you don't speak cat or wolf.

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Terrorsaur is surprised by the sudden attack and falls. He gives a low, "awwwwk!" of annoyance - but then smirks.

"Oh no, you got me," he says tonelessly.

She rests her paws on his shoulders, having more strength than a normal leopard and using it to keep him pinned. Or so she would hope.

She gives a small snarl, here eyes giving the hard 'Of course I did' look.

Terrorsaur isn't big on interpreting looks from wild animals.

"What are you going to do? Eat me?" he mocks.

He gets a clear look of disgust at that prospect, even in animal form it's clear.

Though she does extract claws on one paw to try and tap at him with them.

[ooc: excuse the lack of leopard icon, can't sign on, only through mail currently]

Terrorsaur frowns. She's messing up his paint job. He glances over at the lake. If she gets to mess up his paint job, why doesn't he get to mess up her hairdo?

"Jets on, full power," he grumbles. The jet engines on his back roar to life. Terrorsaur will try to jerk into a sitting position - which'll allow him to get air-born - but strangely enough he'll try to hug Elizabeth close to him.

He wants her to come along for the ride.

The engines make her try to jump back. And the hugging makes her start to wiggle away from him, namely out from under his arms.

It really doesn't take long for her to figure out what he's planning, human mind and all. Which makes her struggle even harder to escape.

She's probably about half way free.

This cat is strong, slaggit! Terrorsaur "Erk!"s and "Oooof!"s as struggles to keep her in his grip, servomuscles straining.

He doesn't get as far into the lake or as high up as he planned - he only gets to the shallows and only about a few feet. Then he'll drop her.

His laughter isn't quite as smug as it could have been, considering how disappointed he is.

And during the struggle there are claws and yowls from the leopard.

And, there's a strangled sound when she lands in the water. She stands still for a moment, her fur retreating into her skin. And it looks a lot cleaner than it normally would because she's in the water, however shallow.

And then there's a woman standing, glaring at him. She may be nude, she's completely comfortable with that, and her anger is sharper because she's wet.

"What. Is your problem?"

That...was unexpected.

He doesn't climb higher into the air, he doesn't respond - he just stares at Elizabeth, a twitch going underneath his left optic.

Elizabeth places her hands on her hips, showing attitude with every fiber of her being. Her cloths are just over there, but she's ignoring them currently.

"Well?"

A very offended birdbot replies, "How was I supposed to know you humans could SLAGGING TRANSFORM?" Argh! How do these pathetic little creatures steal his thing?

Terrorsaur jets high up into the air, grousing. He soars into the woods. Might be useful to know for revenge-planning. Because you can bet that Terrorsaur's planning some.

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