Zoe's nails clawed at the couch, digging into the material. Her body was seeking revenge for something, and the gorram dog barking was not helping. She would have winced at the sound of material ripping as her nails turned to very sharp claws, and she would be very mad when she had time to deal with a ruined couch later. For the moment, all that she could notice, her world as it were, was the pain.
She didn't exactly pass out, but it certainly felt as if she were coming back to herself when she realized she was much closer to the ground. Or more, when she lifted up to stand, she was still very close to the ground. She heard something break, and as she turned, almost awkwardly, she thought she saw something move. Was that..a tail?
She hissed at the thing as she tried to chase it, and it didn't take her long to pin it down. She looked around the apartment to see what the tail was attached to, soon realizing it was attached to a body that ...had her eyes?
While she thought about this, she smelled something. It wasn't exactly enemy, but it was in what she knew as her territory. It was animal, a hint of a growl came out. The tip of her tail lightly beat on the floor, even while she stood on the thing with one front paw. She was not alone.