intraspective | Huggable Kitten Living Room, Friday Late Morning

Cal the hyena was Not Happy with her.

Ino supposed she couldn’t really blame him, but whatever. “You were totally given fair warning,” she informed him, tying a pale green ribbon around his neck. “And, seriously, you’re getting off lightly. It would’ve been much more fun had you been a kitten or something.”

That got a bit of a huff. Clearly he thought it was quite bad enough.

She hugged him, because she could when he was in this form. "At least this one isn’t pink? I’ve got more pink ones, you know." Ino had a lot of ribbons, and bows, and poor, poor Cal had been her latest victim of them for a few hours now. Hours. He didn’t seem to think that this current ribbon was much of an improvement either.

He, obviously, was very sick of all of this. But Ino had his leash, and now she had quite a lot of photos that he’d definitely rather she didn’t have. Too bad for him. Ino liked her photos of him all ribboned and bowed.

"Smile," she told him as she raised her camera again.

Cal did his best to roll his eyes at her. She stuck her tongue out at him and took the picture. They’d be here a good while yet if she had anything to say about it.

[Open as you will, cabinmates, visitors, what have you. Cal-the-hyena is totally modded with permission. ETA: Worf is totally last in the chronology please! Everyone else is before him.]