[Katana was extremely vigilant, his keen eye always out for anything and everything wrong. So, how did he mistake you for an enemy this time?]

[He had pounced onto you while on his prowl, your cheek forced down against the floorboards. His sharp talons pressed over your face, making the smallest of cuts in your skin. He gave a low hoot as he realized who he had tackled, standing up just as quickly as he had gotten down. He loomed over you, silent with shame, his face unreadable.]