Samantha Wilson, retired pararescue, now working as a nurse in a VA. Like to think I'm good friends with America's Hero, Captain America - even if he a snarky ass.
“Mrrrrraow?” Stretching and undulating on his back, Joscelyn blinked his vivid blue eyes slowly. It had been quite some time since he’d last approached a person when in this form, and his feline side had decided it was a good idea. Pettings were always a good idea! Attention was always a good idea! Snuggles were even better. And he’d had a pretty good day so far. Maybe it would continue with some chin scritches.
Sam saw the cat and smiled. Reaching down, she picked him up, snuggling into his fur. “Aren’t you a pretty one, where is your human?” She murmured, checking him for tags. Finding none she shrugged and let out a short whistle. “C'mon, Raliegh.”
“It’s not safe for handsome fella’s like you to be outside, not with night coming. How ‘bout you stay with me and Raliegh tonight.”
The Shepherd barked, rearing onto her hind legs to sniff him. Her tail wagged and she nosed the cat, signalling her approval.
