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Casimir Navarro was a very young kit. He had only recently opened his eyes, his pawsteps were wobbly at best, and he definitely had no idea where he was going. Even now, though, his personally was beginning to shine bright. He picked up some movement out of the corner of his eye and turned to see a larger calico she-cat doing... oh, he didn't care what, he wanted her to pay attention to him, "Hey, sugar! Come here and show me what you've got." Where did he learn to talk like that? Whatever, it sounded adorable what with his squeaky little voice, much too cute to get angry about... probably.
Sugar? Tempestkit turned to look at the voice calling her name and didn't see anyone. She then look down...and down and down until she finally saw little Casimir, looking every bit a milk-sop kitten. "Where did you ever learn to speak like that?" Her tone was condescending, her eyes narrowed, but there was a glimmer of interest in her eyes. Someone finally saw her, not her sister, and if it was a moon-old kit? So what?
Cas was instantly gratified to have Tempestkit's attention and let our a purr as he brushed up against her leg. He was a scrawny little thing but had a lot of fluff in his tortoiseshell pelt, "Oh, you know, here and there, no need to worry." He sat down in front of her now and put his tiny paw on hers, "You are sooo beautiful! Wanna be my girlfriend for the day?"
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on Jun 7, 2020 23:38:03 GMT -5
"Here and there?" laughed Tempestkit, the absurdity of the kit's actions outweighing any annoyance she might have had at his overblown antics. "You live in a camp fifty feet wide at the biggest. Where is here and there? The dirt place? The elder's den?" Her laughter grew until she had tears in the corners of her eyes and her sides ached. "I know I'm beautiful," she finally replied, catching her breath. "What makes you think you're worth being my boyfriend?"
Casimir's sweet smiling face was replaced with a look of consternation. He flicked his ears to the back of his head while the older she-kit continued to speak and pulled his paw off hers... only after pricking her with his claws a little bit, "Don't get caught up in the details, love, I don't like the way it makes your eyes frown." He said with a smooth, cool composure, which just wasn't befitting of a kit and was more comical than it was effective, "Pleasing she-cats like you is just one of my many talents. Give me the chance you rock your world and you won't regret it." He was so forward, and literally just a moon old, a lot of his words came from repeating what he heard from adults but at some point things just weren't adding up. The truth was that Casimir saw the world as his for the taking and he very much intended to do just that, starting with Tempestkit.
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on Jun 8, 2020 0:28:31 GMT -5
"Yowch!" Tempestkit jerked her paw back when his claws sunk into her, eyes now narrowed into a less-than-amused frown. "I don't care what you do or don't like about my eyes," she mewed hotly, deciding his antics weren't as cute as they'd been before. "My world is doing just fine, un-rocked, thank you very much. You're just a baby, anyway. What could you possibly do to make it any different?" She glowered down at him, using every spare inch of height she had over him to loom above.
