I couldn't even breathe.
Yin was licking a rib bone like he'd just finished eating grilled pork. His fur puffed up slightly as he saw me, pupils narrowing into two sharp slits before his ears twitched, as if remembering who I was.
"Meow~"
Then he trotted over.
Head held high.
Proud.
His steps were silent even on broken glass. Yin's paws treading like a trained killer reporting in from a solo mission. He then dashed at me, and without ceremony, leapt up, landing against my chest with a dull thump.
——
"Woah—shit—easy!"
I caught him on instinct, almost staggering back from the weight.
He was heavier now. Not by much, but enough to notice. The lean muscle beneath the soft fluff was dense. Compact. The kind of body that could hunt and kill something in complete and utter silence.
Yin purred.
"...You got bigger."
He headbutted my chin once, then nestled against my neck with that low, vibrating hum he always used when he wanted food or affection.
