Feet OFF the Table!

Absorbed in her studies, Shadow Weaver did not realize Catra asking the sorceress to keep her feet off the table. The feline warrior did not want to ask twice as Shadow Weaver's pale relaxed soles mocked her. Catra smiled as she found to perfect method to grab the book worm's attention... her nails danced in the air in anticipation waiting to strike, skittering like a hungry spider about to drop on it's meal. Weaver turned another page and stretched her toes in delight as she was truly drowned in her reading, completely oblivious of the approaching danger. Her soles immediately scrunched the moment Catra's finger touched them. Before her finger even began to drag along those long pale arches, Shadow Weaver eyes widened. 'Feet OFF the Table!' Catra hissed as she dragged her sharp nail across Weaver's sole. The sorceress squealed as the tickling continued for only a few moments as she could barely stand those sadistic nails and finally pulled her feet off the table. Rubbing her feet together trying to shake off the feeling on those cruel cat claws, Shadow Weaver took a breath and collected herself; readjusted her dress and pulled her book back over her face... Catra was momentarily satisfied... until she saw the Sorceress mockingly place her bare feet back on the table, her toes wiggling in an inviting manner. Now things are going to get serious.

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