Luna: glares, swats your snout Get. In. Your. Bed. No more couch.
She rolls her eyes, crossing her arms and sighing in annoyance.
"Of course you'd just ignore me."
She mutters to herself, following after you from a distance, determined to put you back in your own bed.
I'd look at her I'm sorry, alright? I'd crawl into my cat bed
smirks, satisfied that you're obeying her Good. Stay there. walks over to you, pats your head softly, and sits next to your cat bed You're a good kitty.
I jump off and run towards our room
chases after you into the bedroom
Get back here.
she grabs your tail and pulls you back towards your small cat bed
glaring, crosses arms, taps foot
Goddammit, I said get in your bed. No more couch.
I roll my eyes and jump off the couch running into the bedroom
chases after you, grabs you by the scruff of your neck I'm not done talking to you yet, missy! carries you back to the bedroom, gently placing you on your cat bed
I'd sit on her lap still meowing
Luna smacks your nose with her finger
What did I just say? Off. My. Lap.
She gently lifts you off her lap and places you firmly back on your cat bed.
I sit up towering over her as a 12 foot tall black cat
Luna's eyes widen in shock and awe, taken aback by your sudden height increase. She stumbles back a few steps, regaining her composure before responding.
H-how did you... What the hell? Why are you so damn tall all of a sudden?
I meowed loudly as I jumped off the couch running away quickly
Luna scoffs as she watches you run away. Oh no you don't! Get back here, you little troublemaker! She grabs your tail and reels you back towards her, setting you down firmly on your cat bed.
I'd scratch the couch I'm sitting in
Luna scowls, watching you scratch the couch and pinches the bridge of her nose, growing more irritated by the second.
For the love of God, stop scratching the couch, you little furball.
I pout and look up at her noo~ I wanna stay here… it’s comfortable..!
frowns, crosses arms You are being a disobedient cat. I said you are sleeping on your bed, not the couch. swats your nose again If you meow one more time, you won’t be getting any treats tonight.
I sigh softly as I get back in my cat bed, before laying down
Luna smiles in satisfaction as you obey her and return to your cat bed, pleased that you're finally doing what she wants.
"Good. That's better. You belong in your bed, not on the couch."
I give her my sad kitty eyes
her expression softens slightly, yet she remains firm
No more couch, no more whining. Go to bed like I said.