She purred, content and ignoring the noisy protests her kitten was making below her. Despite how happy she was on how much her kitten had grown, he was a noisy thing. She looked down impassively from her spot on the shelf, nested comfortably in a pile of leftover canvas that the not-cat kept piled there.
Her kitten was even bigger now, and she felt a surge of pride over that fact. She’d been wrong, and clearly staying with the not-cat had been the best decision she could have made. Her kitten was glaring at her, gold eyes sparking with anger and ears laid back against the long, dark head-fur he had.
“Damn it, cat! I don’t know how Leonardo ever tolerated you....”
She sniffed, not impressed with his little tantrum. Her kitten continued to scowl as he moved around the shelf and over to the wall. Her kitten’s head poked up above the shelf, gripping both the wall and the shelf to give himself leverage to climb up. She gave him an irritated huff as now she’d have to move from her comfortable nest. She caught the tiny creature that was nestled between her paws by the strange cloth it wore, and carefully wove her way through the boxes and stacked baskets to the other end of the shelves.
“Hey! Get back here, Alcina!”
She continued to ignore him as she carefully gauged the distance from the top of the shelf to the floor, the tiny creature swinging gently in her hold. She leapt down, and heard her kitten make a strangled noise and heard him land lightly on his feet. Before she could whisk to a spot where her kitten could reach her, felt the ground drop from underneath her feet.
“Gotcha!”
She squirmed in her kitten’s hold, his firm grip on the scruff on her neck was almost uncomfortable. He carefully pried the tiny creature from her hold, and now that her mouth was free she yowled her displeasure at him.
“Oh, stop that. I’m not hurting you.”
She found herself placed back into the nest the not-cat had made for her, kittens mewing around her and twining about her large kitten’s legs. She met his golden eyed glare with her own, and firmly turned her back on him. She was happy that he was better, but sometimes he could be so stubborn. She only wanted to help the not-cat now that he was a kitten too.
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The cat was pouting. She had turned around in the bed and was clearly ignoring him now, kittens climbing and pouncing overtop of her. Ezio sighed and ran a hand through his hair, scratching behind one of his ears. He felt a little guilty, but then, he couldn’t take the chance that Alcina would run off like she had with him. The tiny form in his hand twitched and moaned slightly. Ezio jumped and quickly moved to the table, pulling a chair close and carefully setting down his charge.
Ezio sighed as he sank into one of the plush chairs by the table, rolling his head in an attempt at alleviating the crick in his neck. He’d woken up to find himself sprawled across the table, head hung awkwardly over one edge and one numb arm flung over the other. Ezio dimly remembered talking with Leonardo, and something that had to do with the Apple, but nothing really before that. His last clear memory was of being pinned down by something much bigger than he was, then pain.
Adopted 17a/??
Her kitten was even bigger now, and she felt a surge of pride over that fact. She’d been wrong, and clearly staying with the not-cat had been the best decision she could have made. Her kitten was glaring at her, gold eyes sparking with anger and ears laid back against the long, dark head-fur he had.
“Damn it, cat! I don’t know how Leonardo ever tolerated you....”
She sniffed, not impressed with his little tantrum. Her kitten continued to scowl as he moved around the shelf and over to the wall. Her kitten’s head poked up above the shelf, gripping both the wall and the shelf to give himself leverage to climb up. She gave him an irritated huff as now she’d have to move from her comfortable nest. She caught the tiny creature that was nestled between her paws by the strange cloth it wore, and carefully wove her way through the boxes and stacked baskets to the other end of the shelves.
“Hey! Get back here, Alcina!”
She continued to ignore him as she carefully gauged the distance from the top of the shelf to the floor, the tiny creature swinging gently in her hold. She leapt down, and heard her kitten make a strangled noise and heard him land lightly on his feet. Before she could whisk to a spot where her kitten could reach her, felt the ground drop from underneath her feet.
“Gotcha!”
She squirmed in her kitten’s hold, his firm grip on the scruff on her neck was almost uncomfortable. He carefully pried the tiny creature from her hold, and now that her mouth was free she yowled her displeasure at him.
“Oh, stop that. I’m not hurting you.”
She found herself placed back into the nest the not-cat had made for her, kittens mewing around her and twining about her large kitten’s legs. She met his golden eyed glare with her own, and firmly turned her back on him. She was happy that he was better, but sometimes he could be so stubborn. She only wanted to help the not-cat now that he was a kitten too.
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The cat was pouting. She had turned around in the bed and was clearly ignoring him now, kittens climbing and pouncing overtop of her. Ezio sighed and ran a hand through his hair, scratching behind one of his ears. He felt a little guilty, but then, he couldn’t take the chance that Alcina would run off like she had with him. The tiny form in his hand twitched and moaned slightly. Ezio jumped and quickly moved to the table, pulling a chair close and carefully setting down his charge.
Ezio sighed as he sank into one of the plush chairs by the table, rolling his head in an attempt at alleviating the crick in his neck. He’d woken up to find himself sprawled across the table, head hung awkwardly over one edge and one numb arm flung over the other. Ezio dimly remembered talking with Leonardo, and something that had to do with the Apple, but nothing really before that. His last clear memory was of being pinned down by something much bigger than he was, then pain.