02 ❂ Draco

[absentconstellation]

[ Spam ]

[ The Cat can be found in any place which is comfortable, warm, or both, napping. Especially places where there is sun. He has no trouble navigating through doors or programming the enclosure. Occasionally he may even be found in the dining hall, with his plate of chopped meat and bowl of water. ]

Comments

[absentconstellation]

Rarely over dinner.

[ He begins cleaning his paws, reminded that his supper is done with. ]

[mercurialize]

[Shrug.]

I was going to wait. And everyone's got to eat, right? Well, most.

[absentconstellation]

True enough.

[ He keeps cleaning himself. He figures if there's more Kylar wants to talk about, he will. ]

[mercurialize]

So...

Why a cat?

[absentconstellation]

[ He tilts his head like a cartoon character, getting a different perspective. ]

It is what I am.

[mercurialize]

And that's... it?

[absentconstellation]

And that is it.

[mercurialize]

I just thought god-like cats would be more, I don't know, versatile.

[absentconstellation]

You should try being a cat. It is quite pleasant. [ His whiskers twitch in a cat smile. ]

[mercurialize]

[What even Mr. Feline sir.]

I can't be a cat.

[absentconstellation]

[ it's ok to be jealous ]

In another life, perhaps.

[mercurialize]

Pretty sure I've only got this one.

[absentconstellation]

You are wrong.

[ He says it so flippantly, like a comment on the weather. ]

[mercurialize]

[Shut up cat you don't know me.]

No, I'm definitely not.

[absentconstellation]

[ He is far too dignified to get into a "yes you are" "no I'm not" argument. He would much rather clean right between his claws. ]

[mercurialize]

[This is not how you cat fight.]

We aren't even from the same place, things don't work the same way everywhere.

[absentconstellation]

[ You don't understand Kyle. Cats win arguments by virtue of being cats. ]

[mercurialize]

[You mean by not arguing, that's like knocking over your king and calling check mate. Don't work that way, kitty.

Kylar just glares. He hopes you step in mud, cat.]

[absentconstellation]

[ When Pounce steps in mud he just cleans himself. He will move on to cleaning his shoulder now, kthxbai. ]

[mercurialize]

[This is probably why there were no cats in the Warrens. They all got eaten by guild rats as soon as they paused to clean off all the mud - which was everywhere.

Fine, then. Kylar will stand up and leave.]