She was filled with a deep sense of satisfaction even though she hadn't been able to give the man's face a good clawing. Tig landed on the floor with surprising grace and hissed at him. Perhaps if she bit him he'd let her go? At what point would he consider her not worth the risk of keeping around. If only he had children, surely he'd be chasing her out if she maimed one of his offspring?

She hopped onto the counter and decided to start destroying things. Her large fluffy paws batting at anything and everything in an effort to knock them off or rip things. She tried to make eye contact with him as she did this, just daring him to try and stop her.

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