With the feline out of commission, Valor starts putting her away in one place he knows won't impede his fighting capabilities. It's a bit of a stretch, and he still isn't too sure about the idea, but with a wide yawn of his jaw he starts to cram the white feline inside. A place that she isn't likely to appreciate when she comes out of her stupor~
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Valor: So close to the exit just to get flattened by the rescue.
Trinity: Argh...
Valor: You are large but I'll put you somewhere safe for now.
Valor (Thinking): Oh no. She actually tastes really good.
Valor (Thinking): I should try not to think about her like this but... right just get her down and back to the fight.
Valor (Thinking): Just hold tight for now girl.
Trinity (Thinking): Slimy... why is the dirt slimy?
Cumrag (Thinking): What on earth is going on out there?
Would you accept the gut as a place to hang?