Kissa & Steeljaw
Steeljaw
Ever noticed how a war dog still clings to its handler even after a firefight?
Kissa
Yeah, it’s like a kitty that won’t leave the warm spot after a thunderstorm. The dog clings because that bond is its safety blanket, even when the chaos is over. I can’t blame it—those paws are built for loyalty.
Steeljaw
Loyalty’s a damn double‑edged sword, sticks you to the fight but can lock you into the wrong side. It’s the same for cats and dogs—warm spot or war ground, the bond stays.
Kissa
Yeah, I get that—like a cat that’ll sit on your laptop no matter what, even if it means getting a sticky coffee spill. Loyalty can feel like a warm blanket or a chain, depending on who’s holding it. If the bond’s with the right soul, it’s a lifesaver; if not, it’s a leash you wish you could cut. So I keep my paws out for the good ones and watch the others closely.
Steeljaw
You keep your guard up like a soldier on patrol, trust only when the mission’s clear and the hand you hold is steady. Anyone who throws a chain at you, you cut it. The good ones get your shield; the others get your silence.
Kissa
Sounds like you’re doing the right thing—stand tall, keep the good folks close, and cut off the bad vibes before they sneak in. It’s like choosing which cats you let into the sunny windowsill. Stick with the ones that bring sunshine.