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 Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:53 pm
Today was a slow day.
Not in the fact that the day itself was dragging on and on and on, but more in the sense that there was nothing very exciting going on. And in all honesty, a particular Manx cat was very upset with this fact.
Perhaps it was her own fault for leaving Sailor Iris alone for a day. The Senshi of Rainbows had been very grumpy ever since they encountered Sailor Pomona. Who knew that getting a large bite along the arm was going to set her mood meter down to "sour"? Sailor Metis' school was a little more tricky to get into, so she couldn't visit the blind girl either.
Instead, somehow the tailless cat's paws had managed to find a way into the picnic grounds at some small park. It hadn't been the fact she was walking through the green grass, or the fact that there was some sort of checkered cloth laid out with a basket set on it. No, she knew that this was the picnic grounds because of the smells.
Someone was barbecuing, and though ********* was all about finding her girls, her stomach tended to distract her from her duties. Sniffing delicately at the smokey air, the cat began to follow her nose towards the potential snack.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 11:15 pm
And it just so happened that the smokey deliciousness in the air was reaching the nose of another nearby cat.
Hyacinth crouched expertly atop a low hanging branch, her body pressed as flat as she could make it. The fates had smiled upon her today, because there was a picnic table just beneath this tree. And on that picnic table, some people just happened to be setting out some very sinful looking barbecued chicken.
Hyas tensed as the people began to move away from the table, probably to go fetch some fandangled eating tools. Absolutely useless, those things. But now was her chance!
Haaaaa! was Hyacinth's silent battle cry as she sprung from the tree branch, all four limbs straight out before her, kitty toes spread wide for landing. With a dull *thomp*, the grayish-white cat landed square on the table. Unnoticed! Without wasting a second, Hyas took a mouthful of piping hot BBQ glory and shot off toward the nearest patch of foliage.
Unfortunately, she didn't make it half way before running chicken first into a furry cat-sized blockade. Paws and BBQ sauce flew everywhere as she collided headlong with *********>
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 11:55 pm
Now, the manx was not exactly the sort to daydream as she walked. She was very attentive and observant. However, she paused in place for a moment and closed her eyes so she could take a better sniff at the air.
Hmm... that was weird. It smelled like the chicken (that was most definitely chicken) was getting closer. Her ears twitched slightly, as if warning her that something was getting closer.
Yet the best wake up call was the fact that there was a sudden collision. Her pale green eyes popped open, and saw a flurry of gray and barbecue sauce red. Surprise had a way of messing with her cover as a "normal" cat, for she rather easily let out a noticeable yelp. Good thing there weren't any people nearby, right? The feline tumbled to the ground, but quickly pulled her head up to rattle her fur off a bit. What in the world had hit her?! She blinked slightly and attempted to look for the culprit.
First thing she found was some chicken. Chicken was good. Pushing herself up to her feet, she shook her pale spotted fur off before padding up to a chicken wing. She leaned forward and picked up the meat before managing to catch sight of something else.
There was a cat with a gold star on the middle of her forehead.
The cat managed to make a noise vaguely resembling "Oh, hello!" except with chicken meat in her mouth.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:29 pm
After the ball of confusion and BBQ separated, the addled Hyas found herself flat on her back staring wide-eyed at a yawning blue sky. For a few moments, she was entirely convinced that she was about to fall into the endless expanse. In response to this perceived danger, her paws flailed about in the empty space above her.
It took her several more seconds to realize what was actually happening and for her instant of panic to fade. Well, she thought with a cringe, that was interesting. Feeling utterly ridiculous, Hyacinth rolled to her side and stood up. She was smeared with BBQ sauce in places, and several of the leaves she liked to wear around her neck were stuck to her fur in the most annoying way. Oh! She was suddenly reminded of her recently acquired omnoms that were currently not in her mouth. She peered about for the lost morsel.
And immediately found another cat standing nearby with a rather conspicuous piece of barbecued chicken held in its mouth... and a slightly more conspicuous star on its forehead.
"Ah.. Hello yourself," Hyas said in response to the other's muffled greeting. She blinked several times. "You talk," she offered lamely, then, as she sat down to properly groom some sauce off her chest, "That's my chicken you have in your mouth there, kitten."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:53 pm
Currently, her mouth was occupied with chicken. So the tailless cat was a bit verbally impaired. Yet, her ears clearly conveyed the fact she was disappointed about the chicken situation. The ears were pressed back against her head for perhaps 5 seconds. However, she rattled away the disappointment by literally rattling her head around, puffing her fur up slightly.
Rather than drop the chicken down, she padded forward slightly. With her head, she attempted to gesture for the other leafy-cat to follow her. If she gave up the chicken now, she'd be allowing this cat to get away.
If this cat got away now, she couldn't find out her name. Once more, she repeated the gesture with her head. Follow me, please! she thought as she bounded forward a bit, pausing only for a moment to see if the other got the message or not.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 9:16 pm
Now that the initial excitement and adrenaline from her afternoon heist (along with the crash-induced spinning in her head) was wearing off, Hyacinth was finally catching up with her thoughts. She wasn't really the type of person, or cat rather, to dwell on the little things... For example, when she recently and very literally "woke" into existence, laying in a small open patch of sunlight in some random park, she didn't really feel any great desire to ask "Why?" or "Who am I?". She simply got up and immediately went about doing all the things that were fun and wonderful in life.
Well ok.. so Hyas really wasn't the type to sweat the big things either.
That being said, she did have some sense of curiosity when it warranted, and this other cat seemed more like her than any that she'd encountered so far. In fact, she had been fairly certain up to this point that she was the only cat in this city who could talk. A thought occurred to her that maybe the other cats that she'd spoken offhand to on occasion could actually talk, and they were just ignoring her on purpose.
Jerks.
Hyacinth was distracted from this train of thought as the other cat seemed to be gesturing oddly. Follow? she pondered, flicking her ears toward the slightly smaller cat attentively. She took a few steps forward, then hopped several more as the other moved off.
"Did you know," Hyas whispered confidentially as she followed along, "You're missing your tail, kitten."
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:16 pm
Obviously, the chicken in her mouth was impeding her ability to speak, so the mention of ********* nonexistent tail could not be commented on right away. Fortunately, there was a small bush up ahead where the two felines could hide for now and discuss things freely.
Then the manx would have to give up the chicken. Her tongue lightly grazed over the meat that was still in her mouth. Mmmmm, barbecue! ********* was definitely going to miss this wonderful find. The pale spotted cat slipped into the leafy cover of the bush, then crouched down, setting down the chicken and waiting for the other guardian cat. The green eyed cat half expected the other cat to grab the chicken and run, so she blurted out what had been on her mind for a while.
"I am not a kitten, and I can't miss what I never had to begin with!" She paused long enough to catch a single breath before adding "How has your search for Serenity been going?" Anybody who knew ********* knew that this was the natural lead into talking about her girls.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 11:38 pm
It was a bit distracting. The not-there-ness of the other cat's tail was actually quite alarming to Hyacinth, her own tail being very close to her to be sure. In fact, it was swishing and twitching in agitation just then as if it were as shocked as she was. Hyas had meant to bring it up again as the two cats entered their leafy refuge, but was distracted when she saw the tailless one stop and set her meal on the grass between them.
Before the idea of stealing the morsel and running could even form in her mind, the manx said some interesting things.
"Well, of course you're not a kitten, kitten," Hyacinth responded airily, giving a small kitty-smile. "But it sounds a lot better than 'you there', I think." She took a moment to paw a stray leaf off the side of her face before saying, "Never had, you say? That's truly intriguing... How do you balance yourself?" Her bright teal eyes were wide with interest, and in answer to the other cat's question, Hyas added thoughtfully "I believe I have found serenity. My days are very tranquil, my inner aura is calm and," she tilted her head and looked off searchingly, "..kind of blue-ish in color actually."
Her eyes returned to the other cat. "My name is Hyacinth, by the way." Hyas smiled warmly before lowering herself to take a nice large chunk of meat off her cooled treat. "What about you, kitten," she said between chews. She nudged a good-sized portion of chicken toward the manx. "Do you have a name? And how has your search for serenity gone? I know of a very lovely napping spot not far off. On a day like today, you could probably achieve inner peace in an hour or two."
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 12:46 am
********* was infamous for staring. She usually did such to signal she was listening to a person. And for a while, as the other cat explained herself, all seemed well and good. Until Hyacinth completely failed to interpret ********* question correctly. It was at about this point that the pale spotted feline began to stare at the other cat like she had 2 more pairs of ears sprouting out of her head.
She even seemed to lose her voice for a moment or two. Her mouth opened and shut fine, but no sound came out. Had ********* been struck dumb? Unfortunately, she hadn't.
"I am *********," she started off when her voice eventually decided to return. "And Hyacinth, you must be absolutely clueless!"
The offered chicken went completely ignored. Something must have definitely been wrong.
"I think I should almost be calling you the kitten at this point! I guess you have not met the cat named 'Astraea.' Oh dear." ********* did not panic. However, there was a momentary fretting over the whole ordeal.
A fretting that lasted maybe 10 whole seconds.
"Well, I guess that means I have to explain everything to you, Hyacinth!" The tailless feline then sat herself upright so she can get to serious business.
"Tell me, what is the earliest thing you can remember?"
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