Wind of Chant

[Zesha]

"Doc" | Tom | 31 moons | Loner

Doc smiled softly, glad that Totori would allow him to stay in the barn. Though he didn’t think she owned it, he assumed she had found it first since he had followed Flame to it, and thus for the time being she was the temporary guardian of the place. She seemed like a nice cat, this Totori, and he hopes that over time she might become a friend. The barn on the other side of the moors was unbearable lonely these days, so perhaps getting out like this would prove to be more fruitful in gaining him friends, or if nothing else, allies.

The barn he lived in was still fairly new, only having been built a couple moons ago. He could hear far more mice in this barn than in his own, and it was likely because of how much older it was. It wasn’t dilapidated or anything, it just had the faint must of hay being stored there for eons.

Doc’s ears flattened in embarrassment when Flame asked, or rather stated, that the cat he had followed was her. “Yes,” he admitted, “I guess it is you that I saw, since I don’t see any other orange cats in here. I’m sorry for following you. It has been a long time since I last spoke to any cats, and I’ve forgotten some of my manners along the way.” He didn’t feel much better after explaining, especially from the look that Flame gave him. It had been wrong for him to follow her without announcing himself first, but she had been going so fast, how would she have even heard him?

“That’s right, nine moons,” he said, a bit more cautiously. He wasn’t sure how these cats would react to an ex-kittypet. “It’s been a bit rough, especially since on the other side of the moor there aren’t many friendly cats. I came this way to try to find someone that might be a bit more… what’s the word… amiable. I suppose I succeeded in finding what I was looking for.” Though he wasn’t too sure about that. While Totori definitely seemed like the kind of cat that would welcome him, Flame was a different story entirely. She seemed far more aloof, and he wasn’t sure she would ever forgive him for being a bit of a stalker.

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[asilentbeast]

[ Flame ] 

Queen | 28 Moons | Loner

Her eyes softened as Doc admitted he had indeed been following her and offered an explanation. She lost most of her edge after that, glad he didn’t try to make up excuses for himself. “I suppose that’s understandable, but you must be careful. Not all cats around here are friendly. Follow the wrong one and you might end up with a face full of claws,” she advised, tone holding a humorous lilt.  

Doc established only seconds later he had apparently already encountered plenty of unfriendly cats and that was what brought him here looking for some friendlier faces. “Be careful who you trust out here Doc. Not everyone is what they seem,” she muttered, a certain ginger she-cat coming to mind. She wondered briefly if Totori would offer for the tom to sleep atop the hay bale with her as she did for Flame. It might be amusing to watch the large cat clamber up to the top. She was somewhat intered to see how agile he might prove. 

In the meantime she padded away from the pair and climbed up to the loft, laying down on her belly and hanging a paw over the edge as she stared down at her new...friends.  

{{I know it's technically Timid's turn, but we haven't heard from them in awhile and I figured this was as good a way as any to end the thread. Plus I had this pre-written and I really didn't want it to go to waste.}}