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Mel had no idea that there was an event going on, he didn’t really care. What he did care about was the fantastic smell of one particular group of people. Someone was lugging food around with them. Like a picnic or something! The large savannah cat stalked the group through the underbrush, only vaguely paying attention to the sparkly lights and the glitter that the event organizers put up. Heck he didn’t do more than mentally note that there were powered signatures around, granted he promptly forgot about it as soon as he noticed it. His mind was focused solely on the smell of fried chicken. Yummy, yummy fried chicken. It didn’t matter if it was cold, he could tell since hot chicken smelled so much stronger, because it was still mouth wateringly good.

The main problem with being so focused on the picnic basket, and its owner, was that when he got beamed with an acorn he wasn’t expecting it. The guardian let out a yelp, more like a yowl, and spun around in place, searching high and low for the culprit. “Hey!” He hissed out when he got practically bombarded by acorns, sticks, and other plant matter. The guardian took a few pointless swipes at the air before he just took off running, still occasionally getting things thrown at him. He ducked and dodged, zigged and zagged. Mel could, and likely would, have kept going if he didn’t barrel right into something… or more accurately someone.

A much smaller cat. Maybe a kitten. He didn’t know. All he knew was one second he was running from the thrown debri and the next he was tumbling into a bush with a rather loud, ‘ack!’

Mel detangled himself from the bush and gave himself a vigorous shake, like a whole body and soul shake. He shook himself so hard he was hit dizzy and had to sit down for a moment before his golden eyes focused on the little cat in front of him. It was a splotchy cat, one with lots of different colors, calico he thought it was called. But he might have been wrong. “What? Oh, nah I’m ok - ack! Stop it!” Mel ducked with his paws on his head when he got hit with another acorn. “Why me? Hmmm? Why me!” The cat growled at the tree tops.

The guardian glanced over at the other cat and smiled, “I’m game if you are, especially if I can get whoever is throwing stuff at me,” he turned his face upward, “to stop!” Silence followed his statement, at least for a moment before something crunched and a stick fell right by his backside. It was a small stick and wouldn’t have hurt but still, it was just mean. “What did I ever do to you?”

“Yeah!” Mel crowed, even as he took a page from the smaller guardian. The large cat took a running start up the trunk of one of the nearest trees. His claws digging into the bark with each bound. It took a bit before he was on a sturdy branch that could handle his weight. Once there though he immediately took off after the glittering and flashing little lights. He honestly didn’t know what they were, nor did he really care.

He jumped from branch to branch, claws scrambling for purchase. There was a dicey moment when he did a long jump but misjudged his distance a bit. He ended up landing on a lower branch but his hair definitely stood on end for a little while. “This way,” he called out to the other guardian, nodding towards the lights he saw.

Mel had no idea that he was rapidly contributing to the whispers of fey mischief as his tree top antics loosened and knocked free many more acorns, leaves, sticks, and other green detritus, then he had ever been pelted with.

Mel lost his focus when the other cat called out to him. He mis-jumped and rather than land on yet another branch he ended up falling. With a yowl, branches breaking underneath his large frame, Mel fell.

Only to land in a bush. It wasn’t a pain free fall, not at all, but at least he wasn’t a flattened kitty. That was something! Muttering to himself he gingerly yanked his furry butt out of the, now rather worse for wear, bush. “Stupid fairies!” He cursed up at the trees that he had just fallen from only to get pegged once again by something, this time a little star shaped charm rather than an acorn. “Fine! We are going! Just wanted fried chicken anyway.” Mutter, mutter, grumble, grumble. He waited for the smaller guardian, leaning against a tree trunk since he figured it would be harder to hit him with stuff that way.

It was fun running in the trees, but he was tired now and sore, and he was still hungry!

Stupid fairies… stupid park… stupid- “Hey!” He yelped as another well placed acorn came out of the darkness at him. “I didn’t even say anything that time!”

“Mel! Mlinzi really but most everyone calls me Mel, or Ze, or Lin, or Linze, or Hey you, or Dumbass, or AHHHH.” He introduced himself to Coco. “Really I can answer to pretty much anything,” He cheerfully replied. “So, I don’t suppose you know where we can get some food do you? I really would love to get my claws on some fried chicken right now but I wouldn’t pass up anything else too.” His tummy grumbled to prove his point. He was hungry, especially after their hunting adventure.

OH

MY

GOD!

“There is a cafe? For CATS!?!?” Mel stood stock still, eyes wide and even his fur standing on end, as his mind tried to process this information. One minute he was a statue the next he took off running, “Come on! Let’s go!” His excited voice came out from the darkness. “CHICKEN! YAHOOOOOOO!”