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SGA Fall Meme. Evan has a half-second warning that something's going on before he finds himself on the ground with a mouthful of leaves and one-hundred-and-fifty-five pounds of werecougar on his back.
"David, get off!" Evan sputters, spitting out the leaves as he tries to get his mate off his back. David nuzzles Evan's hair playfully but does as the Major asks, rolling to one side and releasing the other Were. Evan pushes himself up enough to look at David, who is currently rolling around on the dry, crunchy leaves, and not caring if he looks ridiculous in doing so.
Evan rolls his eyes in fond amusement before changing shape into his snow leopard form and launching himself at David, sending sprays of leaves into the air with the sudden motion. The two tussle back and forth, always with velveted paws, until they tire. Evan flops down on the ground, panting, and David lays next to him, curling around his mate.
The cool autumn breeze brings hints of the cold weather to come, but neither David or Evan care. They know that as long as they're together, they can take on anything.