FrodoTook wrote: rwhen wrote:
Hearing rwhen's scream, Effff Teee, ever quick on his feet, nimbly jumps onto the tigers' back, runs along it then leaps grabbing the pork roast. He leaps out an open window, pork roast in tow, looks back in and taunts the big cat..."Here Kitty Kitty...Here Kitty Kitty"
get crys in here... QUICK!!!!
Crys heard Rwhen's scream, but was having the dickens of a time trying to find the door in the room full of mirrors- Just when she thought she knew which direction she had to take, she stepped forward and bumped her nose. Hearing the commotion which she assumed was coming from the kitchen, because she could smell a particularily delicious roast wafting up on the breeze, she closed her eyes and began taking small steps, following the scent. When she bumped her nose again- she opened her eyes and was facing the door, which she exited post haste and entered the kitchen to see Pandemonium.
She also glimpsed Efff Teee through the window, in the yard, waving a perfectly braised and juice roast over his head, enticing the cat on.
'NNNNOOOOOOO, EEEFFFFFTTTEEEEEEE, DDDOONNN'TTTTT'
It was as if time slowed down to a snails pace. She watched in horror as the White Bengal coiled and sprang through the open window, landing full force on the Guildhouse Master, knocking him down and pinning him to the ground under her tremendously muscular paws. Her massive head bent over his as she sniffed. Efff Teee while only hobbit size was ready with life and limb to fiercely protect the precious meal rwhen had so wonderfully and caringly prepared for them (not to mention the brave act of saving the cook as well).
Pandemonium spied the roast in Efff Teee's outstretched hand. She sniffed, then snorted and turned her attention back to the Hobbit, who was beginning to struggle, have difficulty breathing under the weight of the tiger. She then bent her head low, opened her mighty jowls and.......
gave Efff Teee the biggest, sloppiest, wettest Kitty-kiss he ever had received in all his hobbity years! And then she did something very unexpected....
She started to purr, and began grooming the leader of the Eldar's Guild.
By this time, Crys, Vana and rwhen who was weilding the largest iron frying pan she could lift, came running out onto the lawn.
Crys walked straight up the the tiger, grabbed her by the collar and began reprimanding her as she dragged her off Efff Teee.'Bad Kitty!! BAD, BAD Kitty!! We do NOT knock people over and pretend they are kittens!! NO! Sit there and behave yourself!'
She looked apologetically at the small group on the lawn, and offered a hand to FT to help him up and gave him a handkerchief to towel the tiger-drool off his face.I am SO sorry, I was going to mention I left Pandemonium at the front door of the library, but then I got caught up with seeing you all again- and forgot to ask permission if she could stay. You see, she really is just a big kitty at heart and she's not dangerous, really not..'
Crys tried to emphasize what she was saying by walking over to the big cat, who by this time, had laid back down again, but was still keeping a watchful eye on FT, licking her chops. Crys knelt beside her and began scratching her behind the ears and under her big chin, to which she responded with a deep, resonant purr, then she rolled on her back, exposing her belly so Crys could scratch her favorite place.
Rwhen was visibly upset and spoke up, 'But you saw it! She was just about to make a meal of FT!! In fact, she even IGNORED my Roast and seemed to want fresh game instead!'
Crys realized, albiet rather slowly, why they were looking so concerned. 'Wait a minute! You thought she was going to make a meal out of.... That she tackled him for din... Uh, no, eheh ...hehehe you've got it wrong. Pandemonium wouldn't hurt a fly much less a Hobbit! You see, she's a vegetarian!
To prove her point, Crys pulled out some cucumber sticks she had grabbed from the kitchen. The Bengal tiger sat up so quick and wrapped a large paw around Cry's hand, pinning it down so she could get at the treat. At first it looked like she was making a meal of Crys's hand, but there was not scream of pain, nor look of shock. Having success, she proceeded to lift her head up throwing the small sticks into the back of her mouth, chewing and using her large tongue to help in the process of mastication. Crys wiped the slobbery hand off on her skirt.Oh, and another thing- Rwhen, she wouldn't touch the meat, because.. you see, she has no teeth!
(P.S.- Pandemonium is also potty trained- but I can't vouch for no accidents if there is a golf course with a sand trap on the grounds