Carpet doesn't understand what's going on, or why--just that fights are breaking out all over town, and people are getting seriously hurt. He's not exactly a gallant hero, rushing in to save a damsel in distress--he's utterly waterlogged, and his brilliant colors are partly hidden by smears of slick red mud, and so far, Natasha is holding her own. Still, he doesn't like the looks of just how many people are coming to gang up on her. How could she possibly fend off that many herself?
There's a streak of color as Carpet bursts onto the scene, frantically beckoning to Natasha as he swoops towards the ground. Come on, come on, hurry and get aboard! They can't hurt her if they can't reach her, right?]
professional widow
Carpet doesn't understand what's going on, or why--just that fights are breaking out all over town, and people are getting seriously hurt. He's not exactly a gallant hero, rushing in to save a damsel in distress--he's utterly waterlogged, and his brilliant colors are partly hidden by smears of slick red mud, and so far, Natasha is holding her own. Still, he doesn't like the looks of just how many people are coming to gang up on her. How could she possibly fend off that many herself?
There's a streak of color as Carpet bursts onto the scene, frantically beckoning to Natasha as he swoops towards the ground. Come on, come on, hurry and get aboard! They can't hurt her if they can't reach her, right?]