"Hey! Take it easy, will ya?!" Tiberius shouted a few hours later. Gripping the broken comb in his teeth, Ozone growled in response. His long tail lashed about angrily behind him and his ears were pinned back. Huffing, he went back to combing the hawk's feathers. It was a request that Gidget had called for and neither was happy about it. Ozone didn't want to do it and Tiberius didn't like it.
The day just seemed to keep getting worse.
Running the comb as gently as he could through Tiberius's feathers, Ozone paused for a moment to get a breather. Spitting out the comb, he huffed grumpily. He silently glanced over at the old red tailed hawk. That's when he noticed some faint scars on his back. Curious, the hairless feline leaned closer to check them out. He was also about to touch one when Tiberius snarled, "What are you doing?!"
"Nothing that concerns you ya old bird!" Ozone shouted, baring his teeth. Tiberius merely whacked him with his wing as he hissed, "Why don't you just leave already and go to some stupid bar?! I don't need your help!" Ozone didn't need another invitation at that offer. Grabbing the broken comb he had taken from the garbage, the hairless cat walked away without a single word to the hawk. He glanced over his shoulder to see that the bird was grooming his own feathers.
Rolling his light green eyes, Ozone left to head to a bar.