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Fairymoss seemed to pop out of the nursery with a sense of static about her. She was not a fan of tight spaces and though her kittens were a little over a moon now, they sure took up a lot of her time. Now as mid day approached she felt she could leave the snoozing trio alone for just two seconds to get a well deserved breather. Kittens were just so greedy. She purred lightly. She blue and green eyes shifting around the camp. Should she eat even if she wasn't hungry? She knew bored eating would only make her fat. Maybe a bath? She bent down to sniff her fur and recoiled wrinkling her nose. A mixture of warm milk and stale moss assaulted her senses. "A bath it is." she meowed into the open air as she turned her long body towards the entrance to camp, her long thin pelt just barely brushing the earth below her belly.
Wyverndelirium was guarding the camp— not that it was explicitly necessary, the waterfall and constant flow of cats usually took care of that, but he needed something to do. The former deputy didn’t know what to do with himself anymore and his fate was still hanging in the balance; he had betrayed his clan by serving the false leader, but he hadn’t been punished yet, and that made him nervous.
He jumped as Fairymoss emerged from the den. “Oh— hey,” he greeted. “Heading out, Fairymoss? Oh,” he added as he suddenly caught a whiff of her scent.
Post by aberrantfox on Jul 20, 2019 19:59:59 GMT -5
Her ears flattened as she stopped next to the tom. "Don't be rood." she half hissed and laughed out as her eyes gleamed in amusement. "I know I need a bath." She looked down the path to the river. Then looked back at him. "I am actually on my way." she scooted closer to the tom and brushed her pelt along his flank dramatically. "Oh look it looks like you need one too now!" She purred coyly.
"Sorry," Wy admitted with a guilty grin. "I'll gladly come with you." He turned to swat at her, then appeared to think better of it, stopping his paw and just stepping away from her with a wink. No need to contaminate himself anymore, and he knew the little joke might rile her a bit more, but hopefully she'd see it was just a jest. "Let's get going before all the grass rots around you."
