walks_two_paths | Room 217, Saturday Night

After an afternoon of looking for people ~~stalking dustbunnies~~, Savannah decided to head back to her room. Luckily, it appeared that Johnny left the door open just a crack so that she could get back inside the room with the minimum of effort.

She nosed open the door and went inside. She stared up at the beds -- that somehow had ended up put back into order -- and attempted to get up onto hers. After several falls back on her tail and back, she made a soft growling noise and gave up on that.

She needed to call Eve... somehow. She looked up at where the phoen cord was dangling from the nightstand and leapt up, grabbing it in her teeth and jerking it down. The phone thumped to the ground... and she ended up in a fight with the phone handset and cord again. When the battle was won -- she decalerd herself the winner, naturally -- the phone cord was once again wrapped around her. She ran up and down the room, stalking things, with the handset and phone thumping along the floor behind her.

She froze and started growling at the closet again. It didn't appear that anyone was there, but that didn't stop her from growling and crouching along the floor. Her entire body shook and her tail whipped back and forth as she moved along the floor. Then, with a mighty growl -- no really, it was a mighty growl -- she leapt...

...at the large pillow that was leaning against the closet door.

As she snarled and shredded, feathers went everywhere.

It was going to be a fierce battle...

[[OOC: For the roomie or anyone who might either be looking for Savannah or wanting to check out the noises of battle coming from the room.]]

Current Mood: predatory

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Johnny walked into a mess of flying feathers and fierce little growls. Standing, he folded his arms across his chest and blew a feather off his lips, finding Savannah down in the middle of it all.

"Just what the heck do you think you're doing?"

She looked up at him and cocked her head... her head and nose covered in feathers from the pillow.

"Mrrr?"

She tries to look innocent, but when one is wrapped in phone pieces and covered in feathers... while paw deep in a shredded cushion, it's hard.

But damn if she didn't try.

Johnny just shook his head and lowered himself to his haunches. "Come here you little hellion," he chuckled good naturedly. "You've made a mess of your phone again, haven't you? If I knew who you were trying to call, I'd help you out sweetheart."

Savannah bounced over to him. "Mom! I want to call mom!"

Of course, it came out as : "Mrrow rowr rowr meow mewl!"

She was bouncing around him, getting feathers everywhere and causing the phone to thump and thud behind her.

She was also managing to stay just out of reach as she thought he was playing tag.

"Come here, Savannah!" He was laughing and trying to catch her. "You're going to choke yourself, sweetie. And who...Chris? Summer? Your brother? Eve?"

She was doing her best to keep out of his reach, having way too much fun with this game.

When he used Eve's name, she gave a little roar of confirmation.

"You wicked little feline," Johnny said in a deep timbre as he moved to try and catch her.

At her confirmative roar, he nodded, grinning. "I can do that. Should I call her mom you think?" he asked teasing. "Okay. Bad idea. What do you want me to tell her, that you're a wee panther cub or that I've kidnapped you for the weekend and you just can't come out to play?"

The problem with being a panther cub is *facepalm* doesn't work well as a *facepaw* -- especially when said movement cause phone pieces to thump you in the face.

Savannah made a pained yelp, and the with an outraged growl, she set to battling with the phone cord again... which ended up with her being tangled even more in the phone... and feathers flying everywhere again.

"Dear Lord," Johnny murmured and reached out, grabbing her this time and bringing her forward to sit in his lap as he fell back to sit on the floor. "I guess I should be thankful you're just a cub, eh? Otherwise when you pounce, you might hurt me instead of just yourself."

After a few minutes of unwinding and unwrapping, he had her free of the corn. He also brushed off as many feathers as he could. "I am so not cleaning up feathers, honey." Johnny scritched behind her ears, grinning down at her beautiful blue eyes. And that he was talking to a panther cub? Totally didn't phase him.

"Mrrrr?" She asked, looking up at him in her most innocent way. She stretched her neck to press her head more against his hand, enjoying the scritches. She was starting to purr happily and she enjoyed it when he was talking to her.

He probably was wise not to try to clean up the feathers. She would probably end up fighting with them again anyway.

The purring was sweet and Johnny smiled down at her, rubbing his fingers along her neck and back. "I hope you're not upset with me over the Anders deal. It was purely for protest reasons. I'd have much rather stood there and kissed you."

This was part of why this no-talking panther cub gig was annoying. Now, both of them had asked her if she was upset about it and there was nothing she could say right now to them.

However, the fact that Johnny wanted to make sure she wasn't upset about it was very sweet and it made her melt inside.

"Mrowr mrrr..."

She nuzzled him and started purring a little more.

He pulled her to his neck and pressed his face against the soft fur of her. "Savannah," he whispered. "I don't really want to see anyone else..." That was a very difficult admission for Johnny to make. He liked to think of himself as a readily available guy for all those hotties out there and admitting that he didn't really want that anymore, was hard.

As hard as it was for him to say it, Savannah just as surprised to hear it. She nuzzled his neck and relaxed herself against him as he held her. Her purring intensified -- and wow wasn't that a neat thing to be able to do -- and she gave him a soft "Mrrr."

She hoped that she remembered all of this when she was back to normal.

In a way he hoped she remebered, in another he was afraid. What if his feelings weren't reciprocated? He would really feel like a fool and that is something he wasn't used to.

Her purring was encouraging, even if she couldn't fully understand him. "You know, I wouldn't mind just packing up my stuff and moving in here...for good."

She really wanted to be able to remember the things he's told her in the last two days. They were important. Besides, she wasn't sure if he would be comfortable enough to say them again when she was normal if she didn't remember them.

She curled into him, nuzzling him gently again, and continuing to purr.

When he said he wouldn't mind being her official roommate, she licked the side of his face. She had enjoyed having him here with her.

Johnny chuckled and ran his hand over her face, playing with her. "I do wonder what Eve would think if she could see you now."

Savannah gave him a cheerful growl, maybe perfectly imitating Eve's response when she found out someone had turned her into a panther cub.

She batted at his hand, with no claws, carefully playing with him, too.

Johnny rolled her to her back, playing with her tummy and getting rougher with her. "You like that? Uh? Come on, show me what you got, sweetheart."

Savannah growled and batted at him with her front paws, but she was still trying to be careful. She didn't want to accidentally cut him with either her claws or her teeth.