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Post by Honeystorm on May 29, 2020 23:31:24 GMT -5
( Creating a bunch of open threads and pinging users in them! Feel free to reply regardless of if you're the one tagged to jump in or not, and even if you're tagged, obviously this is an optional rp. cookie here's your thread. c; )
There was no such thing as avoiding Arei when she wanted to talk to you. And she was on the hunt today. Surprisingly, that meant she was in Post Kilo, which was relatively rare, and probably not a welcome sight for the Raisers, considering she wasn't exactly well liked. Sentinel Kaisra and ex-Commander Gossamer's daughter was a brat, so any Soldier would tell you if they didn't think the Sentinel or Commander was listening. She got what she wanted, when she wanted, and was quick to skirt or just outright defy rules. Which, in the Regime, was certainly not something much appreciated.
The underground cavern was large, with a single, winding entrance that was trapped to keep out intruders. The Regime cats knew how to disable or get around them, intruders wouldn't be so lucky. For the tykes, that gave them a lot of open space to run around, with nests dotted around in nooks an crannies, though overall, it was a wide space full of stalagmites and stalactites, larger than a normal Clan's nursery, and with far more distance between itself and other posts as well.
Owl-tyke sniffed at his nest, patting it with one brown paw in the hopes that it would be more comfortable. The little tom hadn't been sleeping comfortably lately, and he was determined to fix that problem. But it seemed no matter how much he poked and prodded, there was something still sticking him painfully. He only stopped when he noticed Arei-tyke near him. "Arei," he purred, tail shaking happily at the sight of her. "Come here and help me figure out what's wrong with my nest?" Honeystorm
Owl-tyke was one of the few cats Arei didn't treat terribly, so it seemed like. The she-tyke was a real brat, and she was quick to force cats under her paw one way or another. Her cousins Breasal and Jules, Lostpaw, basically anyone who so much as looked at her wrong... so far, Owl-tyke seemed in the clear. She bounded over, of course, taking a critical look at the tom's nest. "You sure the others didn't put something in it? I can get the Raisers to yell at them and make sure the kits make you a whole new nest if so." She stated.
The kitten smiled briefly and shook his head no. Arei was so quick to jump to harsh methods, and he padded over to her on tiny paws and poked her cheek with his nose. "No, silly. I'm sure it's just a rock I can't find." Though maybe she was right. It could have been another tyke playing games, but he didn't really want to make enemies of them if that was the case by tattling. Owl-tyke shrugged it off and decided he'd search for the cause of his troubled sleep later. He was more interested in his friend now that she was here. "Let's go do something, Arei-tyke! I'm sure you have a fun idea."
