[AbsurdJinx]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

{No worries! It's great, I'm just happy to see you ^^
Plot for Calia- she goes to TC and becomes Med Cat xD
Btw Obsidian's going to be going to the DS at some point, for a little while...and start traveling back and forth between here and there. He's not really going to be a member, he's just going to literally 'show up...' and he's going to meet Jinx there at some point, so that's when he and Augustus could meet too}
Obsidian's ears perked up at the she cat's words and he cocked his head to the side. No one ever complimented him on his name. Weird, yes. Creepy, yes. Unusual...sometimes, but he wasn't quite sure whether it was a compliment or an insult. A beautiful name. Obsidian slowly relaxed more, allowing himself to let his guard down for a moment. Just a moment-- it wasn't a long time, but it was enough to show her that he wasn't always so disagreeable. He could be better. It would just take a lot of work and a long, long time. He thought for a moment, and then a rare smile crept up onto his features. "Have you ever seen a calia lily?" He asked suddenly, wondering where she had gotten her own name from and if she had given it to herself, remembering the different colored flowers that had sprinkled the flowerbed back at his own home.

They were very pretty. Perhaps her Mother-- or housefolk-- had named her after that particular flower. "Yeah, very interesting. My brother gets a normal, show cat name-- and I get Obsidian. Wonder why." He mewed bitterly, tensing up once more and his guard slipped back up as he went to hide behind it. His brother was a show cat-- and an annoying one at that. He couldn't stand the tom, and he wondered if things were ever going to be right between them. After all, it couldn't be easy for him, living on his own surrounded by those starlets in the cat world...toms who looked like they were worth a million dollars...and then there had been the clumsy, hopeful kitten who had been there all along.

Obsidian remembered that kitten. Mainly because it had been very close to him-- might have even been known as a part of him. That kitten was gone now. It had left along with Obsidian, but the tom hadn't seen it since. It must have left once his collar was taken off. He glanced at the she cat for a moment, watching her as she spoke earnestly, desperately...as though she wanted this more then anything else right now. "Okay, look-- Calia, wasn't it? I don't accept help from strangers." He growled low in his throat before stopping. She was only trying to help. There was no need to be so rude. He needed to calm down before she decided he was a nuisance and kicked him out.

Although he was sure he'd easily be able to beat her. "Then again...if it's not a bother to you, I may stay here for a little while. Once you are no longer a stranger...I will allow you to h- Oh forget it, just go ahead." He mewed. He didn't need to stay here longer then needed, and he was glad that she was willing to help so he could continue onwards. He didn't think about the fact his sudden change of mind might hurt the she cat's feelings. Nor did he think about the fact that she might need a second to process all that had just happened-- or something like that. He took a couple of pawsteps towards her, glancing at her anxiously before stopping. That was as close as he would get for the moment being.

He listened to everything she said, amusement showing in his hues before he chuckled slightly, and although his hues were lit up with laughter, there was no evidence of it in any of his other features. His muscles remained just as tense, and he didn't smile. "Alright. You can help, but I really need to get on my way in a couple days." He mewed, glancing around at the area. He knew it was easy to get attached in a couple of days-- it had happened to him more times then he could count-- but then again, it was hard at the same time. Only if you allowed yourself to grow attached would it actually work. Perhaps I'll come back here sometime, he thought as he glanced around the attractive little area.

[ ohmygosh i was actually considering doing that, but i didn't wanna destroy obsidianXcalia cx ]
[ Ooh gosh cant wait for that obsidian&augustus meeting ]

Whenever Obsidian spoke in between her, she would look at him with an ounce of hurt as he turned her away. And when he sent her a low growl, she flinched. She just hated violence such as physical and verbal attacks, as well as those aggressive sounds like a snarl. She wasn't a fighter, Calia was a lover. She could tend to your wounds, and murmur comforting words to you, but she could not, would not, resort to any kind of violence. I'm a lover, but Obsidian doesn't seem to understand that, she thought sadly, frustration causing a tingle to run along her forearm. She knew he was untrusting of her, and though she was completely used to aloof cats, they always brought irritation to her. She simply couldn't understand why they refused to trust her, but she adjusted to their ways after a few hours.

Calia frowned slightly when he mentioned his departure. They always left, resulting in her usual bout of depression until the next traveler found her. She discreetly shook her head, clearing her mind of the haunting thoughts. ``Of course,`` she agreed, respectfully dipping her head, ``completely understandable.`` Her vibrant blue eyes gleamed with the same emotion that was in her tone - respect. She stood tall, displaying her neck to everyone, and, for once, her collar was noticeable. Wrapped around her neck was a thin, clear, sparkly, dark blue ribbon. It was tied in a large bow, but it sorta flopped due to it's material. Normally, it didn't bother her, but there were times where she felt an itch in the neck area. Now was one of those times.

Casting a brief smile towards Obsidian, she rocked back on her haunches and brought her hind paw to her neck. Swiftly, she began to scratch at that itch, releasing low, quiet purrs at the pleasant feeling. She stretched her head further, allowing her foot a clear opening to her neck. Finally, when Calia was satisfied with her work, she pulled her foot away, returning to a sitting position. Her thick, long-haired ginger pelt sparkled golden in the sunlight, and her bright blue eyes seemed ten times as bright. Her bushy tail was curled at her side, lying over her forepaws which were tucked close to her torso. With a nervous giggle, Calia explained, ``I get an itch sometimes.``

``Anyway, regarding your stay...`` Calia's tone was light, and layered with kindness. She displayed a genuine smile on her muzzle, and her head was tilted slightly to the side in it's normal position. Her ears and whiskers would twitch every now and then due to the abundance of distracting scents and sounds. ``Your nest is by mine, if that's okay? Right beneath that bridge there, but we can move it if the arrangement makes you uncomfortable. Many travelers who pass through here prefer the nest to be moved. I just find that the bridge offers great protection from, say, the rain or snow. I'll also clean the nest up - I haven't had any companions in ages! Haha, for some reason, I built the nest, but nobody's stayed in it. I guess I built it automatically. I'm rambling; I'm sorry - I tend to do that. And there's a small stream over there, I believe I already mentioned it.`` Cue the anxious laugh. ``I've also got a clump of fresh-kill right next to my nest under the bridge, for whenever you're interested. I try to keep it stocked up, but because of the cold seasons... At the moment, I think I only have a scrawny water vole or two. And, as for the twoleg nest, don't worry about it. The twolegs who live there aren't here very often - I've only seen them once, and I've been here for a couple moons. However, there's a twoleg who does come here every now and then, but he's only here to tend to the garden. That twoleg isn't any harm, though. He brings food with him sometimes, for me. He hasn't been trouble at all, so if he happens to appear here, don't worry about him. He's completely harmless!``

Shifting slightly, Calia blinked against the sunlight and gathered her breath. She rolled her shoulders, and flexed her toes, internally moaning at the satisfaction that came with the movement. ``Do you have any questions, or concerns? I want to do whatever I can to make your stay here as comfortable as possible!`` Her blue eyes held a kit-like innocence, innocence she wasn't even aware she was showing. Calia was a genuinely innocent, friendly molly with a tendency to risk herself for others. She truly was a lover.