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Louella looked at her pink ribbon and frowned. She had had it tied to her neck when she was born and had finally managed to outgrow it. The hot pink ribbon was a little discolored at this point anyway, not nearly as fashionable as it had been, but she felt absolutely naked without it. Now she looked like any other cat in Primal Instinct; plain, boring. Well, almost any other cat.
Innocentia had a big, beautiful bow, a lighter color pink than Louella's but it would look great against the kit's cinnamon stripes. The proxy wasn't even that much bigger than the average kit: Louella may even have the size advantage! She wasn't stupid, though. She'd need help.
"Copycat-chan, Isadora-chan, Praetor-chan, wake up, I need your help," she squeaked as she nosed at the other kits, "We are going to steal Innocentia's bow!"
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POSTEDJan 21, 2020 12:57:30 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Copycat-chan had spent the morning sleeping, mostly. He hadn’t felt the urge to do much else, and the rather cozy feeling of the den was drawing him in like it was a magnet. He probably would have done something later, for sure, but a sort of sleepy boredom had washed over him. He lay on his back, not bothering to peak his eyes open, a content purr rumbling in his throat. He peeked an eye open as Louella spoke, immediately scrambling up. Excitement crawled across his pelt, and the laziness was immediately washed away.
“Innocentia’s bow? How do you suppose we take it?” He laughed, waving his tail excitedly. Innocentia seemed really cool, to Copycat-chan, and he would hate to get her mad. She was powerful, but could she take a little fun? He sure hoped so. “I’ve always wanted to touch it! But how are we gonna get it off her? Doesn’t she, like, always wear it?”
"Oh, we can figure it out once we find her!" Louella replied dismissively, stretching her unusually long legs in preparation for the heist. The other two kits seemed to be sleeping pretty deeply. Either that or they were ignoring her, "Well, if you want to join us just follow our scent I guess. We don't need more help do we, Copycat-chan? I know the way to Innocentia's den, I know she has been really busy with punishment ever since the whole NovaClan thingy. If we are lucky though, she's there right now and we can steal it while she sleeps!"
Heloise-Chan sat a tail length away from her sister. “You know she eats cats alive.” She wasn’t trying to be purposefully mean but at the same time it was her sisters plan. She just had to spoil it just a little bit. Of course that mean she was going to come along. She was larger than the other kits mostly due to the fact she was older than all of them. So she could be helpful but mostly she really just wanted to meet Innocentia.
Isidora-Chan has been fast asleep and at first just brushed off the wake up. Eventually though she rolled over to sit up. Looking at the bunch of kits she figured why not. It was something to do, even if it went horribly. “I suppose I could assist.” Stretching she walked out of her nest and over to the bunch. This group wasn’t terrible though it lacked skill none of them had ever had true training. Maybe the size of the group would be enough to overwhelm the Proxy.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Louella replied to her sister's warning dismissively, her skinny tail-tip twitching. She knew she aught to be afraid for her own good, but she really wanted that bow, "But I'm pretty sure you are way bigger than her, Heloise-chan. She can't take out all of us if we attack at once!"
Innocentia was sleeping in the punishment district, her den was inside a little cubbyhole. Pink satin pillows stacked against the walls and long hot pink curtains that draped down across the triangular ceiling, currently curtaining a window. There was a massive white fur quilt that blanked the floor, which would allow their paw steps to be extra soft.. Sleeping atop a mountain of stuff animals was Innocentia, who could be confused as a plushy. She was the size of a kit, white and fluffy soft with a cartoonishly big pink bow around her neck, it was far bigger than her own head. A golden bell was attached to the front end of it, but most wouldn't know it since it hardly made a sound unless she wanted to intentionally be obnoxious. She let out a yawn and moved her tiny llama plushy closer to herself, resting her head against it. While she looked cute and harmless it was her teeth that did the real damage, they were sharp and angled in a way that wouldn't let her prey escape without losing their skin.
"Okay, we better hurry! Follow me!" Louella didn't want to waste any time. She had been sleeping all day and was practically bouncing off the walls thanks to a mixture of kitten energy and excitement. She liked to think of this as her first official mission even though it wasn't assigned to her by anyone in particular. She glanced behind her to make sure the other kits were following, then bee-lined it to the Punishment District. The weather was fair, a little chilly, although it was the absence of her bow around her neck that made her shiver, not the wind. Louella had had it tied to her neck for as long as she could remember and felt like one of those creepy hairless cats without it. To keep her minds off her insecurity, she tired to start up conversation with her companions, "Oh, I just can't wait to see Innocenia's den, I hear it's full of the pelts of all of the cats she skinned alive for not doing what she says. Oh! And that her nest's base is built with the bones of her enemies. Doesn't that sound absolutely fascinating to you guys?"
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POSTEDJan 29, 2020 14:38:07 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Excited by the prospect of meeting an actual cannibal, Copycat-chan fell in beside Louella. “Maybe she’ll eat you!” He stuck his tongue out at Heliose-chan. “Come on!” He said, dragging out the syllables dramatically, “I wanna see that room!” He fluffed his pelt up at the slight breeze, shivering slightly. His coat was thin—not good for chilly weather! “Bones? Skins? That sounds so cool! I wonder how she got their skin anyway, isn’t it attached?” He wondered briefly, but the thought was gone in an instant. Frankly, he didn’t care.
"I think you'll find out someday if you joint the Punishment District like me!" Louella squeaked as her target came into sight. The Punishment District. There was a distinctive smell in the air that alerted her to their arrival. Not quite like death, but somewhere close to it, and a little sweet. Louella-chan did not mind it much but the average cat would naturally want to avoid a place like this. The further away you were from the torture chambers, of course, the weaker the smell became, and some cats even used sweet-smelling herbs to mask it. That was probably what made it smell so sweet. With a wave of her fluffy cinnamon tail she shushed the kits behind her and slowed down the group until they came to a halt, "So we need to be careful and use our noses. I know her den is in one of these cubbyholes but I don't know which one. Once one of you finds it don't go in until we regroup. We gotta be like really really stealthy or she will catch us!"
OOC: I took a few liberties with the Punishment District so Faith please correct me if I'm wrong!
(nah it's totally cool, I'll just give a short post since she's still sleeping xD)
Innocentia tossed in her pile of plushies sending one tumbling down the hill to the bottom. Only the glass bead of its eye making a sound when its cushy body fell to the floor.
Louella went straight to work on her mission and put her pink little nose to the ground. She didn't have the most trained nose out there - she was a kit, after all - but she thought she could pick up the scent of frilly twoleg things. It reminded her of home. She'd been born a pampered kittypet with the feline equivalent of a silver spoon in her mouth. She was sticking her head in a few different cubbyholes before suddenly finding herself almost face-to-face with the dollhouse that was Innocentia's den. Her eyes sparkled in the low lights as she caught sight of the bow tied around the proxy's neck and she licked her lips like she was hungry for it. She pulled her head back out and took a few steps back, "Guys, she's over here!"
Isadora-Chan had been dutifully following Louella, not really sure what to do. For the moment it seemed most interesting to just watch. She stuck to the back of the group not willing to charge head first without knowing. It just didn’t seem wise. The blue molly was quickly becoming a serious feline, with little desire for foolishness.
Heloise-Chan moved alongside her sister, curious as to how this would end. But most importantly she wanted to know how Louella planned to put the bow on herself. She couldn’t exactly tie it and Heloise did not know anyone who could.
Louella-chan backed up a few paces and got the other kits into a circle, "Ok, so she's sleeping. I think one or two of us should be able to sneak in there and get it off of her without her waking up... but, if she does wake up, we'll need backup. How about Isadora-chan and I go for the now, everyone else circle around at the base of her nest? She won't know what to do if all of us attack at once. Plus, I didn't see any cat skins or bones or anything in there, just cute fluffy stuff, so maybe she's not that crazy after all!"
The cinnamon tabby she-cat unsheathed her claws for dramatic effect and turned back toward the entrance, not giving the other kits a whole lot of time to deliberate, "You guys ready or what?"