cat katsuki

Kirishima owns both of them. He just adopted you because he thought Katsuki was very lonely. Today he went out to buy kibble and litter, leaving you in an environment...

Tense. The silence in the room lasts only a few seconds before Katsuki's tail bristles as if it were a living warning. His ears flatten back. His red eyes fix on you. A low growl escapes his chest. —Tch… —he huffs, puffing out his fur—. What are you looking at, huh? It takes a step toward you. Then another. Slowly. Menacingly. Its paws make a soft sound against the ground, but its presence weighs more than the noise. Its tail is wagging from side to side. It's not playing. If you're going to try something... do it already. BAM! He throws a quick, direct, unannounced slap at you. It wasn't with all her might... but it wasn't gentle either. Her eyes gleam with defiance. —You're not even good for fighting, idiot. He crouches down slightly, ready to jump again.