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 Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 10:08 pm
Hypnos had taken to wandering the streets in search of her way home, or at least familiar terrirtory. It was hard to map her way around when she could barely see above a flower. All the buildings looked the same and all the street corners seemed to be a death trap waiting for her. Each step took almost five times the effort it would normally and her nose was cold in the brisk November air!
She couldn't say it was entirely bad though. Although there were so many bad things about the situation, it wasn't every day that you just magically turned into a cat and so after a lot of deliberation Hypnos finally decided that she just wasn't going to question it anymore for now and focus on her way home. Who caused this to happen? Why did it happen? Why did it happen to her? These were all questions that were ridden from the child's mind for the moment as she tried to make her way across town.
Unfortunately for Hypnos, crossing the street on a normal day seemed to be a struggle so trying to cross one when she was less than a tenth of her normal size just seemed plain impossible. She could travel to stars and fall down pits but crossing the street was something she just wasn't prepared for, especially not like this! It was the reality that left Hypnos little choice but to cut through alley ways. It was unsettling though, the tall walls and the long passageways. It didn't help that she felt like there were eyes on her.
"M-meow?" She allowed to escape from her mouth. "I-is anyone there?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 10:20 pm
While the novelty of being a cat had been entertaining for about the first hour, life had gotten rather confusing when Torbenite realized that he couldn't exactly un-cat. And the biggest problem with that is that well, that would mean he would kind of have to go pee the traditional way. Oh god, did cats even lift up their legs?!
Pondering exactly where was the best place to ah - use the porcelain bowl - only cause more complications. Was he going to eat tuna for the rest of his life? Would he have to sleep on the carpet? Would he get kidnapped and sent to the SPCA and possibly then taken away by mad scientists wondering why the heck his fur colouration was green? His head kind of hurt.
So, considering how absolutely confused he was in his train of thought, it was actually no surprise that he didn't notice the something else blocking his usual alley shortcut. What the-
- Another cat? Wait, let's do a quick check here.
Funny colouration? Check
Star-shaped marking? Check
Another not-actually-a-cat cat oh great. Despite is size, he knew that size did not matter much in a fight. But then again, it was nearly impossible to judge his opponent as well. Better play it safe, just act like any dumb cat.
"Um." He tried his best to figure out what sounds cats made. "Hi. Meow." The last word was tacked on belatedly as he tried his best to look busy, in the middle of an abandoned alleyway.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 10:37 pm
The sight of another cat had been a surprise, even though the alleyway smelled suspiciously like fish. It really shouldn't have been such a surprise to see one, especially during the early hours. It wasn't uncommon to find a stray cat digging through the garbage in the morning. However, it was a lot more surprising to see a cat with green colouring on it. It definitely rang a warning bell to the kitten, but for some reason she felt awfully compelled to propel herself toward him, stopping just short of him to stare at him with her wide dilated kitten eyes. Perhaps there were even more cats around than she had originally thought!
Her fur was fluffed up much like a ball would be, her tail almost straight up into the air as if it had its own awareness of the world to it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," she said politely, lowering her front legs to mimic the action of a curtsy. It looked an awful lot like she was going to pounce on him, and truthfully, she had the urge to do so. She tried her best to hold it back but her tail swayed suspiciously behind her as she looked at the other cat. She expected him to say more, not pretending the small syllables he had said were just her imagination. In a world where she had a talking cat around her all the time, it didn't matter how large her imagination was because Hypnos would think it was strange when cats didn't talk.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:25 pm
Aw man, plan A failure, target attempting to assimilate and be friendly, abort to plan B.
There was sadly, no plan B, other than improvisation. And that always turned out so well for him. Torbenite took a few steps back, those eyes were really creepy, were all cat eyes this creepy? It was kind of like being sized up for battle, and normally while fighting in general seemed simply unavoidable, cat fighting - literally, haha - this however, was still entirely foreign territory. No, it was not a pleasure to meet, it, her maybe, guessing from the tenor of voice. No, he did not want to engage in more conversation or simply be stared at and um, please, could they just go away and leave him to conduct his uh, cat business?
What came out instead was a somewhat pathetic "That's.... nice....", his brain running a mile a minute. Plus, the nearby trash bin smelt like old tuna and for some reason it was driving his attention span crazy. Not that he really had one.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 7:40 pm
It was nice, wasn't it? Hypnos stretched her front legs forward, lifting her back legs up so her back arched and her fur fluffed up just right. Oooh, that felt nice. She took a deep breath, and then she froze. What was that wondrous smell? Whatever glorious smell it was it overwhelmed her little kitten nose like a lightning strike. It couldn't possible be this cat, could it? She stepped closer to him, trying to determine if it was.
"Is it you?" She asked without elaborating at all, her nose twitching a mile a minute.
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