I never created Superman TAS.
Glowering, Supergirl flew from side to side as a giant bobcat protected its territory by snapping at her twice. What was next? A large coyote? A cougar? Maybe even a black bear. One wolf pack.
Amos would have loved the idea of a pack. Unity to him. Even if a handful of wolves attempted to attack him.
Supergirl thought she heard footsteps by a tree and looked back. She frowned. ''Oh. It's you.''
''It's almost noon. Are you too busy to eat lunch?'' Amos asked while one frown formed on his long face.
''Exactly,'' Supergirl said.
''You can battle the bobcat later.''
''I'm not hungry.''
Scowling, Amos used a tentacle from his mouth to attempt to seize Supergirl when the animal was startled and swatted his arm twice. After the tentacle returned to his mouth, he winced. Another scowl materialized on his face. Amos rolled up his coat and shirt sleeves. His shoulders started to slump the minute he saw two large bruises on his arm. He glowered at the animal. ''Defeat it, Supergirl.''
''What do you think I'm trying to do?''
The bobcat turned and fled as soon as Supergirl attacked it with heat vision.
Supergirl smiled with Amos. ''I'm hungry now.'' She began to pat Amos on the arm when he yowled. Puzzled, she tilted her head to the side.
THE END