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Sesame is proceeding to make biscuits on his leggy, purring softly as he claims his new spot even if he's ruining his pants.
❝ Sure, little dude. Get all comfy. ❞ Ifa chuckles as Sesame joins him.
He's in the middle of tuning his guitar and Ifa plays a a few chords, smiling at Sesame as the cat continues making biscuits on his leg. The weather is nice and warm, the breeze gentle and cool. The perfect spot for a little jam session in the shade of a tree.
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Sesame is busy making biscuits on Cacucu
“Oh dear! Oh dear!” Cacucu is shaking like a leaf. This is it, this is how he goes. Wait for him ancestors in the Night Kingdom. What will he tell them? Eaten by the chubbiest cat?
Assassination attempt 24, Sesame is on the prowl. He scoots through the darkness with the utmost precision with the pace enviable by even the most quick and elusive of lions and beasts and creatures and birds. The time was nigh and so was the doctor man's demise. Paw beans fly with the quickness, smacking feet and legs before he pounces and chomps him right on the knee.
It wouldn't be the first time Ifa was bitten and scratched at, the scar upon his left eye and forearm as proof of that. Still, he jumps and groans from the bite to his knee, looking down to see what's angry at him now and there he finds the stray cat he's recently befriended. A feisty one and prone to these violent outbursts as a way to gain attention and affection.
❝ Dude! C'mon! I thought we were bros! ❞ Ifa pets Sesame's head, trying to coax the cat to release it's fang grip on his knee.
Sesame, who transcends time and space, is here to viciously and vigorously slap this new person into the depths of oblivion
❝ Woaaaaah there, lil guy. What's wrong? Hey now, it's alright. No need to throw those paws 'round here. ❞
The vet remains standing still, a hand on his hip, and he watches the feline swipe at him with ferocity and agitation. Ifa blinks his teal eyes, feeling no need to scold, correct, or stop the cat. He allows Sesame to get it out of his system before taking a knee and meeting Sesame on the same level.
❝ Hmmm, I see. Gotta show ‘em you ain’t one to mess with, huh? Always gotta fend for yourself. That's alright. Here, I'm no bad guy, alright? ❞ Ifa offers a feline puree stick to Sesame. Cats love to lick those.