[vellichor]

Originally Posted by Beau

[ @Arie @eerie elysian ]

As Weaselskip drew herself upward into a seated position, Heathernose dropped into one as well. She listened with a flick of her ear as the other feline spoke and couldn’t help the smile that broke across her maw at the compliment. She hadn’t spoken overmuch to Weaselskip but she had to remember to strike up more conversations with the other molly- she was so nice!

“I’m glad to hear that your new position is going well! It must be pretty nice having it keep you on your toes what with this long dreary leaf-fall. I don’t know about shining like sunshine but I’m hanging in there! I’m a little confused at the moment and maybe a bit emotional but you just made my day! Maybe even my moon.”

As Heathernose finished speaking, she beamed and laughed lightly, truly feeling just a little bit better because of Weaselskip’s kindness. That all went out the window a moment later when a familiar voice spat her name venomously. Heathernose flattened her ears and swallowed past the lump of anxiety that now lodged itself in her throat. Backing away a bit so her back wasn’t to Thornsprint, Heathernose gave him a tight smile. They hadn’t talked in a while, what had she done to piss him off?

“Oh, hi, Thornsprint. This is Weaselskip.”

Originally Posted by Arie

-- @elysian @Beau --
[sorry it is short]

Oh a sour man didn't have any care in the world that he was interrupting an otherwise extremely pleasant conversation? "Who may this Thornsprint be, Heathernose? since he decided to so rudely interrupt our otherwise pleasant conversation? I must say, Sourpuss, that this angry and stupid face does not suit you. And Heathernose dearie, you can't grow so sullen when he shows up. Kick his ass if he's being an ass, I would recommend." And that was when she shifted herself so, despite the frustration with her born gender, she could at least face this ass with her full fury. And sweet wrapped venom. Tail twitching, the only clearly obvious sign of her frustration but she instead decided to drape it around Heathernose and dragged the other molly closer to her. "Heathernose here is my sister, and if you're being an ass to her... I might just have to be an ass to you. Grow some brain parts or... leave her alone if you would be so kind." The lie was clear but Weaselskip liked it, and if Heathernose picked up on it she would too. The best way of defense was offense was it not? To... some extent.

Thornsprint
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He felt a certain sense of satisfaction as Heathernose greeted him. As if she knew, even if it was just subconsciously, that he essentially controlled her. Her emotions, her reactions. It almost brought a smile to the alabaster tabby’s face.

That is, until Weaselslip started speaking.

He narrowed his green eyes. The absolute audacity of this cat — she-cat or tom, he was uncertain — was laughable. This ragtag guardian thought they could just spit on him? Well, Weaselflip was sure in for a surprise. "Oh, I can assure you, Weaselflop, I’m not the 'ass' here. And you sure better watch your tongue." He let a bit of a growl deep into his voice and used his tall stature to his advantage. Thornsprint’s gaze shifted to Heathernose. But before he could say, do anything to her, Sneezelflop was dragging her close. Sister, eh? "Well I certainly see the lack of resemblance. Nice try, though. Heathernose, let’s go."