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Eshek had found a tractor. The farmer had left it idling while they fetched something in the house; Eshek, dangerously curious, had leapt up onto the seat and started sniffing around; and then, with her front paws perched on the steering wheel, had accidentally started it.
She was now barrelling through DayClan’s fields, her ear-splitting screams intermingling with laughter so regularly that it was impossible to tell whether she was utterly terrified or having the time of her life. She stood with her back legs on the little seat and her forepaws resting on the top of the dash, cheering every time she flattened a line of crops in her path and becoming momentarily airborne every time the tractor bumped over a log or ridge.
A few days ago she’d been silent and withdrawn, hardly speaking or eating; now she was... doing this. Grief truly does work in mysterious ways. God bless.
(since rr is under dayclan, anyone can hop in cx ♡)
Post by achromatic on Jun 29, 2021 13:30:16 GMT -5
What was that rumbling? The naked mole-rat of a cat popped their head out from the tunnels, blinking heterochromic eyes meeting the shape of a...tractor. A tractor, that's what those were called, right? Intriguing. The sunlight wasn't great for his pale complexion, but the demon-looking thing didn't care.
"Oh brother dearest," the hairless rat called out, intrigue in their eyes, "look what I've found! Entertainment above ground! What a strange cat, on a tractor she's sat?"
An identical head popped out of the ground beside Sundara, watching the tractor with equal fascination. He was equally as ugly in the sunlight, but he didn't care.
"Does the cat mean to raze the nearby clan?" Soma asked, their whiskers twitching. "Or is this some wild pursuit of fun in this meaningless world?"
"WhaaaAAAATTTT THE HELL IS THAT," Eshek shrieked, eyes finding the two hairless cats as she barrelled along atop the tractor. A split second later she hit the stump of a tree that had been felled to make way for the farm fields and started laughing again, scrabbling for a grip on the monster as she went flying. Landing with a thud, she hopped on top of the tractor's dash and stood sideways, waving her tail at the two cat-things as she passed. "Hey, freaks! I dunno how to stop this thing but if you're quick we can go, like, destroy NightClan or something!"
"Does the creature mean to imply we are not like others of our kind?" Soma trilled, his whiskers flicking as he pulled himself out of the hole. "Don't you find that rude, brother dearest? But still, brother dearest, don't you find within thineself a deep urge to clamber upon that thing it's riding? Do you want to raze Nightclan?"
Sundara grinned widely, already bounding towards the tractor. "Let's go, we'll surely steal the show!" she cheered, giving Soma a wide grin, before leaping up onto the hood of the car, peering at Eshek a little too close for comfort, heterochromatic eyes practically bulging out of her head. "Why do you wish to destroy NightClan?" she asked, "I'm not saying no, of course we can!"
"Oh sweet Jesus," Eshek whispered to herself as the two naked cats suddenly came bounding toward her. She suddenly regretted her invitation. "How do you make this thing go faster," she cried to herself in a panic, turning and fiddling desperately with all the twoleg controls. But it was too late - the horrible little gremlins were already on the tractor.
"Uh," she choked, pressing her back against the dash and leaning as far away from Sundara as she possibly could. She squeaked, "I don't- We- It just seems like fun?" She offered a wide, fearful grin and a big shrug, letting out a nervous titter. Now that these two awful little monsters seemed genuinely for destroying NightClan, she suddenly wasn't as keen - she had been joking; she didn't actually want to raze Pinesimmer's Clan to the ground. But they didn't look like they were joking. They were kind of cute, though. She wouldn't mind having them as pets.
That, dear reader, would now be her underlying motivation for the rest of this episode: to make Sundara and Soma her kittypets.
"Y'wanna have a go at driving this thing?" She shouted over the insane wind that was buffeting her fur, gesturing at the wheel. "If you turn it it makes it, y'know - shock, horror - turn, too. I think you have to have a degree in electrical engineering to know that but I'm just naturally a quick learner and also really smart."
Soma blinked, before placing his paws on the wheel. "What is electrical engineering?" He questioned, blinking his round mismatched eyes. "Doesn't that seem like a term too advanced for our understanding, brother dearest? But then again, who cares when you can make the loud monster go brrr?" Soma whipped his paws around, sending the tractor careening through the field. "Don't you want to try, brother dearest?" He asked, cackling.
Post by achromatic on Jul 14, 2021 17:09:38 GMT -5
He grinned, immediately leaping next to Eshek, paws on the wheel with a wild look in his eye. "I do, I do!" He shrieked in excitement as the tractor continued racing around the field, destroying whatever was in its way, before spotting some cows and immediately leaping to the seat, a wide-eyed stare meeting the creatures in the distance. "Listen to those things go moo!"
"Doesn't even know what electrical engineering is," Eshek snickered to her imaginary audience, gesturing at Soma with an ugly 'getta load'a this freak' expression. Then Soma was turning the wheel and the tractor was suddenly whipping into a turn at full speed, briefly going over on two wheels before thumping back down to the ground. Eshek SCREAMED. She flattened herself to the back of the seat, screaming her lungs out. When Sundara took the wheel, there were practically tears streaming down her cheeks from the terror. Oh, this had been a bad decision. It was rare that Eshek recognised one of those.
"THOSE ARE COWS," she shouted as the tractor destroyed everything in its path, still flattened against the seat by the sheer force of the wind. It careened towards the innocently grazing animals. Battling against the wind like she was on Mount Everest, Esh slowly crept closer to Sundara - and tackled him away from the steering wheel. The wheel, uncontrolled, turned away from the cows - and towards a big pond near the wheat fields.
Post by achromatic on Jul 20, 2021 18:36:52 GMT -5
Cackles left Sundara's mouth, his eyes wide in excitement of this utter thrill of a ride. "This is amazing, I've never felt like this!" the creature shouted, roaring with laughter, "if we don't stop soon I'm going to have to take a piss!"
my rhymes are getting worse I have a headache LMFAO
"Is this how we die, brother dearest?" Soma asked, watching the big pond grow even larger as they approached. "Don't you think drowning is a pathetic way to go? Isn't there a complete lack of romance and nuance to drowning?"
At the last moment, Soma tackled both Sundara and Eshek off the tractor, watching as it plunged into the pond without them aboard. “Doesn’t it feel good to escape death, pretty lady and brother dearest?” He asked, watching the rippling of the water subside slowly. There was a shouting behind them, and the twoleg owner of the tractor could be seen running in their direction. “Though perhaps we should escape?”
