Oh, no ******** way that was happening! "Don't make me ki--"

'Don't make me kill you'. And she wanted to. Mpaji could have fought back but being serious she'd have one. Males were lazy and fat, for one thing, and plus he was just... Just yeah.

Ohahira's mind worked far quicker with some things rather than others. Cubs. Cubs. No, that was a good plan. ...Alright, not a GOOD plan, but a plan. She'd have them, hide one of the little bastards away and find some way to ship it off to get back home and tell her mother, or someone, where she was.

It was completely ridiculous, yes. There was always a chance she'd only have one cub and wouldn't have any to hide. The cub could get caught. If it didn't caught it would probably die before it made it anywhere.

But still, it was a chance, and to say Ohahira had gone batshit crazy enough to fight for something so extremely unlikely was not an understatement.

She purred quite suddenly, nuzzling against his side. It was her turn to wink.

"We can arrange that, if that's what he wants."