"Do you think I care?" He picked it up and wiggled it in front of her mouth.
He dug his claws into Cloud's stomach.
He followed him.
"Ah, that's her version of 'play', also known as torture. This is just the child form of playing, no harm to either side unless it's an accident."
"She won't hurt you on purpose."
He handed him a bone and gently pushed him foward.
"She wants to play."
He shrugged. "You smell like my wife I guess." He ripped a chunk of flesh from his arm with his teeth.
"One of my three children. Her name is Ronda." "Depends. Do you enjoy it or does it hurt you?"
"He usually isn't like that. Dad was probably messing with him too much." He dug his claws into Cloud's arm.
"That's not like him." He crossed his arms against his chest and tilted his head at him. "With that kind of attitude, I'm assuming you don't want pain?"
"What's he doing?" He slammed Cloud into a wall.
He gave Garnet her chocobo plushie to hold.
He cradled her in a wing. "Just rest."
"The usual."
"We've never given it a name before." He said as he headed off to Cloud.
He shrugged. "Want to go play with the puppet?"
He purred loudly in return.
He picked her up and spun around with her in a circle before holding her close to his chest again.
He knelt down to her level and hugged her while smiling.
