[He hasn't forgotten - and he's kept big cats before. Some of them can't really be managed this way at all, but Lirath's from a working breed despite his cushy circumstances, and there's a biddable, trainable core to him - if he accepts someone. Aslan, confident in his reception, dodges with neat balance, and smacks Lirath's nose with the backs of his knuckles. It's more for shock than pain, but not light, either.]
[Spam]
No. I don't care how much she spoils you.