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While the kitten was soft to the startled animator, Anita was just as shocked to be handed the ball of anger and fluff as it was to being given away. She didn’t know exactly how to hold the creature so it was awkwardly propped on its underarms, a sad attempt at The Lion King. 

“I guess,” she shrugged again, attempting to disrobe her disappointment in the answer by focusing on the sharp claws of the kitten who did not enjoy being held in such a manner. Although, the longer that she looked at the small beast, she doubted that it liked being held at all; and that thought almost gave her the sense of a kindred spirit. But another thought caused her to pause. “Wait… This isn’t this a Christmas gift…. is it?”

Axel burst out on laughter as she failed at holding the kitten, he sighed and moved a little closer to her picking up the kitten again and moving Anita’s arms so that the kitten could sit comfortably in them. “You have to hold them the right way or you will get the sharp little claws in your skin. Be gentle with her. If you dont want to hold her like that put her over your shoulder like your would when burping a baby.” Axel suggested as he smiled down at both of them. 

“If it was would you be upset?” It wasnt his main present for her it was just something he thought she needed even if she wasnt able to keep it at her place.