For a second, he almost thinks he can get its claw out of his pants if he twists -- but then he's dragged out into the open, right below the monstrous thing's nose. Aglet can hear his hear thudding in his ears; a cat's one of the worst things to encounter, and he doesn't even have a weapon beyond the small knife in his bag. A half-remembered piece of advice flashes into his mind, and he abruptly goes limp. A cat won't lose interest just like that, but maybe it'll buy him a few seconds.
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