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Enyo was a wandering cat usually, and sometimes while that might have gotten her into a pickle (or two), it also often lead her new and interesting finds. This day, in the form of a man who seemed vaguely familiar. Not that she could place from where, but, he seemed normal enough. Perhaps just someone she passed by frequently? She didn't think much of him as she say him putting up posters.


Nor would she have connected him to the leopard stalking about later on in the day. The air was not bad but not good. Strange- she rather liked it. But what was stranger was seeing the dream leopard in person, and Enyo's fur stood on end, making her look like a tiny puff ball as she stared.
"Y-" She barely could speak. "You!"

Running up, and in a moment of pure and utter uncertainly in wishing to verify he was real- she began to weave between his legs, making figure eights and brushing against him- (who could blame her he was warm).
"You're not in a dream!"

Mel had been out wandering as he tended to do but he was wandering with a more precise reason this particular night and that was because of the smell. There was something in the air and it got stronger and stronger the more he wandered, his nose in the air. What was it? It smelled so interesting. Mel really really wanted to find what ever was making that smell!

He had followed the scent so far only to come to a stop at the sight that was before him. A giant cat! A giant cat with a little cat currently rubbing itself all up on the big guy and another cat yowling something about catnip. Wow... that was one big cat!

Without a scared bone in his body the Savannah cat bounded over and of course the first thing out of his mouth was, "your like a the mamma cat to us little ones! Your even bigger then me!" He paused a second, his head cocked slightly to the side as he observed the spots all over the much larger feline. He twisted around enough to look at his own spots and then back at the big guy, back and forth he looked before he blurted out, "We aren't related are we? You got more spots then me but still! Will I get that big when I get older too?"

Leopard-sama??

Tama’s ears perked up as he heard a familiar voice. It was hard to mistake Itsuki for any other cat and, even though he had not seen him since not long after his awakening over a year ago, the grey feline never forgot a face.

Especially of another Mauvian.

Many things had been odd lately (the posters, the lost cats, the strange smell of catnip) and the overwelming signature of so many guardian cats in one place was just one of them now. One very curious thing. Mauvians didn’t gather for no reason, after all. And, as the violet-eyed Manx came in closer, he found something much more unusual than a gathering of alien cats.

A leopard.

”Leopard-sama?,” He replied to Itsuki in greeting and approached the lilac cat as he adjusted his glasses to get a better look at the strange scene before him. ”Is that an astute observation or are you referring to him with respect? Either way, I do think the others are confused as to what that feline is. He’s quite clearly a leopard... and a handsome one at that.”

Tama’s look was quite critical like one who was trying to solve a puzzle yet, at the same time, stay his distance.

”Perhaps you can fill me in, Itsuki-kun. What is a leopard doing here and...” You can see a flash of curiosity in Tama’s expression that was quite rare for the Mauvian. He was not so often intrigued like this. His gaze barely left the wildcat as he spoke.

There was something about the leopard that he couldn’t quite place.... Something stranger and more mysterious than even a report of a missing star-bearing Mauvian.

”... and is that all he is?”

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It was the catnip that'd drawn the pale kitten, but it was the beast that'd kept her. Reven had come to investigate like everyone else, the scent of the n** driving her absolutely wild, but she hasn't even had time to enjoy it before something had snatched her up.

Now she found herself caught up, irrate and surly as she did everything in her slight power to free herself.

When she got free...

*Italicized text is Leopard speaking in Japanese. I am sparing a series of translations via Google that are likely incorrect lmao*

He'd begun counting the nearby cats when a more familiar one came bounding over.

8. 8 normal cats.

Perhaps Leopard's Eye had been sensing one of the Mauvians, several seeming to come out of the woodworks when he'd gone on the immediate defensive. Some of which were familiar, at that. "Unless you're sleeping," he teased, nosing at Enyo as she made her approach to start rubbing on his legs. He whuffed loudly before sniffing at the next Mau on approach.

He sniffed at Haymitch thoughtfully, as though sniffing a kitten would tell him what it was he'd felt. No, not this one either. "I was born a giant cat," he answered, "but maybe if you eat your Wheaties you can be a big cat too." Of course, he'd have never let Dororo eat people food, so maybe that was a poor suggestion. He counted again.

7. 7 normal cats.

Leopard perked up at the approach of the Savannah cat, initially hoping and dreaming it was his beloved, sweet, perfect Dororo. Mel....was not. But still he fussed lightly over his new son. "We could be. Do you know Dororo?" maybe this Mau would know, though if he'd been asked about a Leopard at the Zoo he would have known nothing.

So caught up on Mel, it was the sudden squeak of another familiar voice that had Itsuki - no, Leopard's Eye - looking up towards...Itsuki (hoo, no wonder it had hurt his head), reaching out to boop his snout against the light furred feline. "I am taking a vacation,*" he answered, in reference to their previous conversation. "And I am looking for a friend. Do you know a cat named Dororo?"

Another Mauvian approached, this one apparently familiar with Itsuki (not..not him-Itsuki). He listened intently to the questioning, his tail flicking once. "I can answer such questions myself," he noted with a touch of disappointment in his voice, carefully beginning to step through all of the gathering felines and counting the number of head-stars as well as the number of non-starred cats that were still rubbing themselves on everything.

5. 5 normal cats...


Obie was also given a long inquiring look before he answered; "I make a very good hallucination," he decided with a nod.

Before he could speak further, however, another voice broke the gathering. If it could be called that. It was gutteral, with an intonation like a non-speaking animal attempting to mimic the speak of something much more capable than itself.

Ki̱̺̹͕͉ͅ.͏̗͙͖̹̪̜̩.̮͠.̠͎̹͎̦͕t̝̖̗̞t҉̖͔̞͍̘̪y̵̼̭̭̱̙

Leopard's Eye immediately bristled, head spinning around to try and spot the speaker (if it could be called that), a sudden yeowling drawing his attention up the way where something oozed along a wall, amorphous limbs holding onto the stone desperately as something very brown and very curly and very much looking like a 'Pretty Girl' screeched in her attempt to clamber out of it's flesh - along with others who were in it's depths.


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͖͍͕̣̪̞k̻͍̀i͕̜͓̘͓͔̦t̺̭̩̲t̢y̲̟̤̩̦
҉̘̞̫̲̫

҉͈̹͇̗ḱ͉̯̼̗i̘̗̱̮̼̫t̲̟̼̠͞ͅt̞̰̭̪̙͚y̬



It quickly pushed the head of the distressed Mau back into it's blobbish body before carefully reaching out and grabbing up another cat that had drawn close in to it, the obvious scent of catnip wafting off of it like a teenage boy who had dosed up too hard with the Axe Body Spray in the locker room.

Then, the sudden movement of something - a bicycle, it seemed - sent the creature skittering over the wall...and away.

More and more cats were showing up, not that Mel really cared. He was more or less focused on the big cat who was talking to each as if he knew everyone. Was he the god of Mau? The great grand daddy of them all? "Dororo?" The name didn't ring any bells and caused the large guardian cat to shake his head. "Nope. Don't know no Dororo. I know about Doritos though but that is a snack. Well more like a chip. They come in lots of different flavors and shapes and bags. I'm partial to the normal cheese ones but the cool ranch ones are really good too. You just got to be careful when eating them cuz the powder gets everywhere, and I mean everywhere! I once had a whole bag by my self and ended up finding Dorito dust like three days later. Its almost as worse as glitter or Cheeto dust!"

Mel started to ramble, going on and on about a snack food and not the cat that the leopard had actually asked about. Luckily for all involved, because seriously who wanted to learn where Mel found the cheese dust days later, no one thats who, the cat's meandering train of thought was abruptly derailed by a creepy a** voice that spoke from the shadows.

The savanna cat's fur bristled and stood on end at the sound, golden eyes going wide at the appearance of the apparent owner of said voice. The scent of catnip got stronger and stronger to the point it was nearly cloying, it made Mel gag a bit. The cat who tried to escape from its gelatinous shadowy figure didn't help matters either. "What is that thing!?!?!?" He yowled as he took a step backwards. He was all for a fight but that thing looked more like the Blob then something he could fight. Would claws even work against that thing?

There really was starting to be a decent number of Mauvians gathered in one place. So many new faces and she wanted to know every one of them better. Including the large Leopard that was in their midst. She actually laughed a little bit when he replied to her, but it didn't really clear anything up. So, wait. She wasn't hallucinating right now, was she?

A confused look crossed her face for a moment, but just then something more pressing called out to them all. She had been sitting before, but now she stood, alert as she scanned the area and found the source of both that creepy voice and catnip smell.

Was that a youma? Or something else? Just as quickly as it appeared it skittered off and over the roof of the building. Well, at least she knew what was happening to the cats of Destiny City now.

"I think that thing is something we all need to take care of." It wasn't something that could be ignored, that much was for certain. Mauvians were Mauvians, she didn't care what side of the 'war' they were on, they didn't deserve to be digested by that thing.