[b] Seven [/b]

He looked at the glass of water that Leroy put on the tale for him. Seven didn’t want to move from his curled up position he was in pain from the punch. He growled and hissed in pain but he slowly crawled towards the glass of water and sipped it. He lapped up the water pretty quickly. “Thank...you Leroy.’ He gave out a really tired yawn he then curled up again and gave out another yawn. This was not a good evening at all, he looked at the guy who punched him, Matt was his name and his ears flickered. He didn’t know what to do next but he just gave a small mewl before probably passing out of exhaustion.