Chapter 9: Reunited With A Lost Pet
Boris silently walked out of his old hangout, looking for a comfortable spot to leaned his back on, while his mate was recovering.
He wrapped his right arm around his torso, while stretchig the other, flexing his fingers and tightening them into a fist, admiring her work.
He brought his hand mere inches from his face, letting out a couple of snarls and growls as the patch of skin began to open
A ghost of a smile painted his lips when he saw his pet crawling up his arm, the spiny crab rested on top of his master's shoulder, nuzzling against his neck. Boris purred, stroking one of his pet's legs, "Its good to have you back, I've missed you." he murmurs lovngly.