
It had been ages since Izumi was hired. The golden cat was staring into a shallow pool of water near the base of the old abandoned building. In the reflection there were deep brown eyes staring back at him; curious, and wide pupils. The light wavered back and forth, weaving amongst itself in a never ending pattern that was both consistent, and not so much. The sound of steady water waving about steadily, the sight of the setting sun reflecting an orange glow upon the surface.
Sunset. SUNSET! The Tom bolted upward in shock, and scattered about in a frantic attempt to return to his master's den. He was late for serving the prince's dinner, and surely would be scolded. It was entirely his fault, so he felt he deserved the punishment, if he hadn't been dozing off thinking about his master so softly perhaps he would already have the food prepared.
The furnace was started, wood pushed in and heat produced with a strange machinery. The tool seemed to press air out of a strange folded thick skin. Izumi pressed on it rather quickly rushing to catch up. Soon enough, as the cat placed what appeared to be a skinned mouse atop the stones that lined the top of the fire Ai burst into the cooking cove.
His face disgruntled and eyes narrowed, the prince practically growled at the servant. No one really understood why Izumi tolerated this behaviour, but the truth was Izumi understood Ai's pain. "WHERE IS MY DINNER!!!" None the less even Izumi didn't want to be yelled at even by the silver beauty.
Izumi bowed to the silver cat, focusing on the darker swirls that faded in the middle. His slim strong legs, the softness of his long fur, the thickness of his jaw, and the blueness of his- Izumi was staring right at his masters face. It wasn't changing from anger anytime soon. After pinning his ears, Izumi bowed his head again. No words came out.
"WHY?!"
Izumi opened his maw, but retracted, knowing he could say anything to the lord. Nothing even if he wanted to. It had been ages since he said a single word.
Ai eventually turned away, flicking his tail in irritation. He knew yelling wouldn't make it come any sooner now, but maybe will stop a late dinner another time. He would badger the boy more after his meal was done. "Get it done soon or I'll have you turned into minced meat got it." The last part was grumbled out as the tom returned to his den.
After the two had eaten, Ai a well cooked mouse with herbs to the side and a small thing of cream to soften his rage, and Izumi a raw vole. Royalty ate fancy you see, and servants got what they could get. At least that was Ai's belief. Ai proceeded to chew Izumi out, and the working cat had no choice but to let it happen. Ai never hurt Izumi, and usually while Izumi hated being treated this way, loved that Ai felt so much better when it was over. He usually was so much kinder. Izumi decided to go through with it he would hope that Ai would leave his fancy life to live with a servant like him. He would still take care of him, cook, clean, and more, but with the added bonus of love. He hoped.
He couldn't say I love you though. He bit his tongue- How would he show his love? A kiss of course. After the Prince was done yelling at him, the golden feline snogged him. A quick one of coarse, nothing so deep or crazy. Ai Smacked him hard with his bare paw. "How Dare You!" Izumi was hurt bad. Not the slap, though that did sting, but he was certain Ai loved him back. He always looked his direction fondly, and so on. "You fox dung you!" Ai stomped off.
Izumi was left alone outside in the cold, unable to enter the shelter that once was a human settlement. No protection from the wind and cold that would soon come following the moons rise. He just stood there in shock. Many questions entered his mind. Did he still have his job? Did he still have a place to sleep? Would he be able to look Ai in the eye again? All these and more. It hurt, so he curled up, and slept, and slept long.






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A new round has begun!QUEST #1
what is something one of your cats wishes to forget?
you may write and/or draw your response to this prompt.
QUEST #2
what is some sort of danger in your clan's territory?
you may only draw your response to this prompt.
QUEST #3
when was a time that someone in the clan disagreed with their leader?
you may only write your response to this prompt.


Sometimes, you don't want to forget the pain, the suffering, the longing as if it is the only thing keeping you going. Sometimes you just want to be an innocent child and forget everything that ever existed, enjoying life without worry. Out of the two, and a lot of the time, I want to hold onto the pain. I never want to forget the blizzard that blocked us in and many starved. The times I got in trouble and had to take care of the Arch's nests. I want to remember the sting of a bee when I thought it good to hunt to close to a hive. These things help you to live, to learn, to understand the comings of the days.
However I am disgusted by my lineage. My father, leader to the clan, and his father before him have taken care of the clan for ages, and now they expect me to do the same. I will do my part, I don't mind being leader that isn't the problem I have with being the child of SunStar. It's that it is expected of me, or rather the way I'm treated because it's expected of me. When I was a child, I wasn't just picked on no, I was pushed into doing all the work but that wasn't half of it. Half of those who wanted to be my friend purely wanted the honor of knowing me so that they may one day become deputy.
When I was an apprentice I thought of running away. Teenage hormones I suppose. I didn't want to be leader at that time, it wasn't really a pleasant thought having to take care of the whole clan, but in reality it was the best I could hope for. Studying was the worst. Father would take me out and show me the duties of my future. My other father would give me tips on deputies. The rest of my time was spent training with my mentor. In a sense, because of this, I had many teachers and I should have been grateful. That I don't want to forget, but...
I want to forget that I was born to such a great leader so that I may forge my own path into becoming leader to the clan.

Disagreed would be a light response to my feelings. Feelings of regret? no I believe in myself holy. I was right. I was just. I am leader now and no one can stop me. My mother, or father, or whomever you want to call her was a moron, and I hated her. She was so... So.... NICE. Nothing was ever done, or finished. She always took the kindness as priority, me I take in what needs to be done.
It was a cold night, raining even. Dramatic I suppose, but the truth was I needed the noise cover. I was planning something that might have been a bit immoral, but it needed to be done. Only one answer could solve the issues this clan deserved. I would be leader, even if it meant the end of Usahgi's life. I had sheltered against cold white stone walls to match my stark white pelt. I weaved through thick brush of potted plants to hide my stripes. I stepped softly on furred flooring to hide my steps. I learned how to hunt everything, even the enemy.
I had sharpened my claws for this moment, I waited for the light of the moon to hide behind the wall, and with the shadows slimmed raised my claws high. They reflected against something and shocked me, as I knew it wasn't possible, but I felt something strong against me. Between the flurry of pain and screeching I couldn't of guessed who it was. I assumed it was my mother due to the strength but a flash of seeing her asleep in her nest made me know. It was Tsushima, her powerful protector. She didn't need to worry, and I couldn't maim her despite my extra efforts.
I should warn you I wasn't going to kill her, but that didn't stop Tsu from tearing me limb from limb. Granted he also didn't know who I was due to my careful planning. At least not at first. Once he had me pinned, and was chewing me out, the knight recognized my ears. My tall ears are a symbol of who I am and everyone who knows me knows them. Including Usahgi's personal knight.
"Ai!?" his eyes had widened. "What are you doing!?"
I didn't answer him, instead I escaped in a flurry. The next morning, my mother had more then lectured me as I was patched up by the local doc. Even the medical professional didn't hesitate to gnaw on my ear. I was in more then trouble, but I got my word in, and my mother finally listened to my side. It was worth the trouble.

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