Daemon sniffed as the air was full of lovely scents. He did like the Spring. Everything was blossoming and coming to life. The weather was getting warmer, and he really liked that. He couldn't wait to see how Summer was. He looked at Syrah, when she talked to him. Cute? Maybe he were. His tail bashed from one side to the other. Without blinking his eyes went over to Dex immediately. Because now, the boy were gone. Instead, his clothes was laying on the ground. Daemon decided to rise and was now standing on his four legs. He couldn't find the kelvic. Where were he? Suddenly the shirt the boy had worn came to life. Something was definately scrabbling inside it. Daemon didn't even notice that the shirt now was in Syrahs lap. His primal instincts came to the surface and his body was suddenly in a hunting position. When the ferret squeaked, the tiger jumped Daemon landed in Syrahs lap, with his pouncing paws trying to hit the terrified ferret. Somehow he had helped the little mammal to escape the shirt and now the tiny carnivore was fleeing for his life. The tiger enjoyed a good chase and sprinted after him with his fluffy fur raised all over. The ferret had a clear advantage though. In all his eagerness, Daemon was terribly clumsy. |