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 Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:20 pm
 For once night found her napping. It had been a long day; far too long for her tastes. There were too many things out there that had tried to take a taste of her and she'd had more than enough of that.
She found herself a nice thicket to bed down in; plush grasses cushioning her petite form. The grass did what it could to hide her pale coat from the moon but it wasn't enough. She still stood out like a beacon in the night to anything that might have been lurking in the woods.
Too bad. She didn't care. Let them eat her. She'd give them indigestion. She wanted to sleep.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:30 pm
He hummed softly as he made his way though the woods. The moonlight filtered though perfectly and left scattered designs along the underbrush. Scattered patterns and one rather familiar beacon. That must have been that darling little minx of a mare. It was curious that she'd take up roost in his neck of the woods when everyone else seemed to avoid it.
"So we catch the little Kitten cat napping." He chuckled to himself as he strode toward where she rested in the grass. Hopefully he wouldn't scare her too bad though if he did it was her own fault for being so unguarded.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:41 pm
Her ears flickered slightly, head drooping down as she drifted deeper into sleep. She hadn't heard laughter; hadn't heard words. Perhaps, deep down, she hadn't wanted to hear them. Was there some sort of desire to be devoured hiding beneath that pale, pink coat?
No matter, she had determined days ago that if she was going to be eaten she would have been. That made her safe from the night's spooks. Safe enough to sleep deeply and dream.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:45 pm
He chuckled softly as he stopped beside her shoulder and leaned down to nudge one soft ear with his nose. He would not just let her sleep without a small intrusion into her dreams. Straightning up he moved away from her and walked around to pluck a small fruit off the trees.
The sweet flavor slid over his tongue as he continued to hum softly. One would think that kittens would wake up faster when someone was intruding on their space.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 9:57 pm
It wasn't the nudge that she noticed... No, it was the sweet smell of the fruit's juices that permeated her dreams, calling out to her stomach. It rumbled softly, urging her to open her eyes.
She did. One at a time they opened, golden orbs peering up at the shadowy figure that seemed to be munching on something that came from a tree that could only be hers with how close she had fallen asleep to it. "... Excuse you. Entering an area unpermitted without waking the one who laid claim to it... Tasting my fruits, for shame!"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 10:05 pm
"I'm sorry my dear Kitten but i believe i had laid claim to all this long before you." He licked a stray drop of juice from his nose before he turned to look back at her. "I could be convinced to share perhaps though."
His tail swished behind him as he plucked another fruit off the tree. He liked this area for that reason alone. The fruits were so delicious and sweet thanks to a spring near by.
"Taking a nap are we?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 10:14 pm
"Kitten?" She snorted softly as she slowly made her way to her feet, stretching out her limbs before giving her head a light toss. "Could it be you've forgotten my name already, Mr. Hat? Come now... Say it with me... Katarina."
Her eyes closed once more as she sashayed past him, tail swishing through the soft grass. She stretched her neck out, teeth closing around a plum that she plucked from one of the lower branches. She bit into it, tasting the sweetness for a moment before letting it drop to the ground so that she could nibble at the fruit around its core, completely ignoring the comment on her nap.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 10:22 pm
"I believe i like Kitten better." He chuckled as she got up and picked a piece of fruit for herself. "Far easier than calling you Kat for short." And it fit her better he thought. After all she'd shortened his name to Hat after all.
Shaking his head slightly he resettled his hat before leaning around to n** a twig out of his tail. "I would take it that you've wandered here from whatever adventures you've been having since we last spoke?"
It was intriguing that he always ran into her at night. He was starting to wonder if she had somehow become nocturnal by choice over her life.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 10:34 pm
"Kitten isn't all that much shorter than what my given name is. How on earth does that make it 'far easier', Mr. Hat?" Her brows lofted slightly as she turned to look at the stallion, eyelids still slightly heavy from the sleep he had stirred her from.
"Adventures? You make it seem as if you know I've been up to something since our last encounter without even asking." There would be know way that he'd know she'd been chased about by a bright, pink she-devil... Or that she'd spent the evening chatting with a stallion that, for all purposes, had probably materialized from somewhere in hell itself (even if she was convinced he was a big softy).
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 10:54 pm
"I like it." That was all that mattered to him. If he liked it then it would stick and she'd just have to get used to it. After all it wasn't as if he was calling her something horrid. Her name shortened to Kat so why not Kitten.
"Your statement tells me that you have." He smirked as he took the few steps to bring him to her side. "Regail me with the stories? I'm sure they are wonderful after all." Had her times been boring she wouldn't have come up with an answer like that. How wonderfully easy to read peoples words.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:11 pm
"Mm. I'm certain that you wouldn't be at all interested in any of my dull, dreary stories." She nickered softly, tail giving a little swish as it flickered against both the backs of her legs and the side of his. "Even if I were to tell you one of them... What would I get in return? You've already disturbed my nap and eaten my fruit... If anything, I believe that means you owe me double."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:17 pm
"I ate my own fruit, though i did disturb your nap. So i believe that your stories will make up for eating the fruit and i will just have to find something to make it up to you"
He ignored the touch of her tail for the moment. What use was it to mention it when it was obvious that she'd done it? He knew and she knew so that was the end of it.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:26 pm
"I believe you should make up for disturbing my nap before I treat you to a tale." She nodded slowly as she wandered closer to the small stream that gave life to the foliage around them, dipping her head down to take a slow drink. "I could easily go right back to sleep, you know..."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 9:35 am
"You could, just as i could as easily let you and go about the night story or not." It wasn't as if not hearing whatever she said would bother him too much. He could hear other things elsewhere most likely from those who were more forthcoming.
"You have already eaten my fruit and taken up bed in my woods. I have nothing else to give you Kitten."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 5:46 pm
"I believe it was you who ate my fruit, Mad Hatter." She chuckled softly as she turned back around, golden eyes drifting over the stallion. "If the bed truly was yours you're more than welcome to have it back. I'm certain that I could find softer grass elsewhere."
Softer, yes... But safer? She had slept in that comfortable spot undisturbed until the stallion had stumbled upon her. Was she really going to give that up? "Then again... There was no name on this comfortable little glen when I arrived. How am I to know you truly claimed it first?"
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