Catori POV
I roll over on the couch and hear the word “DOGPILE!” being screamed from four different directions. Before I can react and actually take in my surroundings, the girls, Dad, and Grams have all flopped on top of me on the couch. Muffled by the blankets and pillows they brought with them I ask, “Oh it’s a dogpile you all want huh? Well, I will give you a dogpile.” Giving in to Waya, I shift underneath them all and feel as they all cling to my fur beneath them. The only thing I can see is a pair of purple jeans against my eyes. I grunt shaking my head making Aponi giggle and she slides down my nose. When she is eye to eye with Waya, she crosses her eyes and sticks her tongue out. I smirk internally knowing that they really want to play with Waya.
Grams voice cuts me from my trai
