Hissing
loudly at the droids, Obi-Wan swatted at the one who had tried to
kick him, satisfaction curdling in his belly as the metal fell apart
before yelping as there was a sudden jolt and he was swept off his
feet, hissing even louder in displeasure as Mace had bitten down on
his neck and was currently racing away with his fellow feline.

Anakin
lined up with them a moment later with the long legged clone Mando’a
shepards
following them, the tattoine abyssian throwing him an incredulous
look. “We were to retreat
Obi-Wan, honestly!” The long legged bastard yelped out as
if he hadn’t changed plans before the hypocrite.

Obi-Wan
just hissed at him, murring unhappily as he heard amused wuffles from
the canines
surrounding them in formation as the Jedi’s raced towards safer
ground, through a canyon to create a choke hold point to thin out the
ranks of the droids by forcing them to go through the choke hold and
therefor put themselves in danger.

Finally
however Obi-Wan was dropped on the grass but before he could
straighten himself up, Mace placed a paw on his spine and kept him
down like some kind of misbehaving kitten and that picture was
emphasized when the black korun oriental short hair nipped forcibly
at Obi-Wan’s ear in reprimand when the munchkin tried to
straighten.

“Mace!”
Obi-Wan cried out.

“Stay
down.” Mace rumbled unhappily back at him, his tail lashing
unhappily but so was Obi-Wan’s as he tried to roll around to paw at
the older man.

Anakin
watched it with some fascination, having never been around for one of
Mace and Obi-Wan’s arguments.

“For
Force sake Obi-Wan, let the troopers take them off at the choke point
and don’t put yourself in danger, there was a reason we called
retreat.” Mace snapped back and this time outright went for a
throat bite, murring unhappily into the white fur until Obi-Wan
whined and went limp.

Huffing
in satisfaction, the black cat straightened and turned his eyes back
on the battle, his whole body tense and waiting to see if he needed
to spring back into action to aid.

Which
was rather unfair if Obi-Wan could point it out, considering Mace
just went for the throat to ensure Obi-Wan stayed out of the way.

“Least
you weren’t almost turned into a pastry again?”
Anakin grinned down at him and Obi-Wan shot him a filthy glare before
straightening up when he registered that he was no longer being held
down, Mace likely deciding that Obi-Wan’s submission was genuine.

Of
course, it was… for now.

That
did not mean he had to like it and when Cody finally returned to
Obi-Wan’s side, the long legged Mando’a shepard leaning down to
gently nuzzle him and
inform him that all the droids were taken care of with stragglers
fleeing,
Obi-Wan unleashed his unhappiness on the korun.

By
outright pouncing on him in a hissy fit and giving him hell.

Mace
let out a swear so loud and violent it drew all the canines to them
and soon enough there was a round of barking as the clones tried to
figure out how to separate the two fighting cats though a few of them
seemed impressed by how vicious Obi-Wan really was.

So
he was small, he was scrappy but he fought like a demon and by the
time Mace finally surrendered, both were supporting nose and ear
scratches but Obi-Wan also wore said scratches like badges of honor.

Cause
no one made him sit out on a battle as if he was some kitten without
Obi-Wan making his unhappiness apparent.

“…I
am totally telling Master Qui-Gon.” Anakin grinned at him before
yelping loudly and running for it as Obi-Wan instantly streaked after
him, hissing up a storm until Cody outright wrapped his mouth around
Obi-Wan’s midsection and lifted the munchkin straight up, heading
for the transports with his now sulking General and the long
suffering Jedi knight who acted as their pilot just stared at them.

Hissing
loudly at the droids, Obi-Wan swatted at the one who had tried to
kick him, satisfaction curdling in his belly as the metal fell apart
before yelping as there was a sudden jolt and he was swept off his
feet, hissing even louder in displeasure as Mace had bitten down on
his neck and was currently racing away with his fellow feline.

Anakin
lined up with them a moment later with the long legged clone Mando’a
shepards
following them, the tattoine abyssian throwing him an incredulous
look. “We were to retreat
Obi-Wan, honestly!” The long legged bastard yelped out as
if he hadn’t changed plans before the hypocrite.

Obi-Wan
just hissed at him, murring unhappily as he heard amused wuffles from
the canines
surrounding them in formation as the Jedi’s raced towards safer
ground, through a canyon to create a choke hold point to thin out the
ranks of the droids by forcing them to go through the choke hold and
therefor put themselves in danger.

Finally
however Obi-Wan was dropped on the grass but before he could
straighten himself up, Mace placed a paw on his spine and kept him
down like some kind of misbehaving kitten and that picture was
emphasized when the black korun oriental short hair nipped forcibly
at Obi-Wan’s ear in reprimand when the munchkin tried to
straighten.

“Mace!”
Obi-Wan cried out.

“Stay
down.” Mace rumbled unhappily back at him, his tail lashing
unhappily but so was Obi-Wan’s as he tried to roll around to paw at
the older man.

Anakin
watched it with some fascination, having never been around for one of
Mace and Obi-Wan’s arguments.

“For
Force sake Obi-Wan, let the troopers take them off at the choke point
and don’t put yourself in danger, there was a reason we called
retreat.” Mace snapped back and this time outright went for a
throat bite, murring unhappily into the white fur until Obi-Wan
whined and went limp.

Huffing
in satisfaction, the black cat straightened and turned his eyes back
on the battle, his whole body tense and waiting to see if he needed
to spring back into action to aid.

Which
was rather unfair if Obi-Wan could point it out, considering Mace
just went for the throat to ensure Obi-Wan stayed out of the way.

“Least
you weren’t almost turned into a pastry again?”
Anakin grinned down at him and Obi-Wan shot him a filthy glare before
straightening up when he registered that he was no longer being held
down, Mace likely deciding that Obi-Wan’s submission was genuine.

Of
course, it was… for now.

That
did not mean he had to like it and when Cody finally returned to
Obi-Wan’s side, the long legged Mando’a shepard leaning down to
gently nuzzle him and
inform him that all the droids were taken care of with stragglers
fleeing,
Obi-Wan unleashed his unhappiness on the korun.

By
outright pouncing on him in a hissy fit and giving him hell.

Mace
let out a swear so loud and violent it drew all the canines to them
and soon enough there was a round of barking as the clones tried to
figure out how to separate the two fighting cats though a few of them
seemed impressed by how vicious Obi-Wan really was.

So
he was small, he was scrappy but he fought like a demon and by the
time Mace finally surrendered, both were supporting nose and ear
scratches but Obi-Wan also wore said scratches like badges of honor.

Cause
no one made him sit out on a battle as if he was some kitten without
Obi-Wan making his unhappiness apparent.

“…I
am totally telling Master Qui-Gon.” Anakin grinned at him before
yelping loudly and running for it as Obi-Wan instantly streaked after
him, hissing up a storm until Cody outright wrapped his mouth around
Obi-Wan’s midsection and lifted the munchkin straight up, heading
for the transports with his now sulking General and the long
suffering Jedi knight who acted as their pilot just stared at them.