Username;; jester ;;
Cat Name;; Yascha — "Piggy"
Gender;; Molly
Age;; 30 moons
Clan;; PeachClanRank;; Warrior
Prompt;; “Why hello there, Miss Piggy!”
Yascha curses under her breath as her nasal wheezing gives her away, turning back towards the twoleg with a soft meow — while she is a Clan cat, she figures there’s no harm in just being nice to these fleshies.
The twoleg curls her lips into a smile as she crouches down, reaching out a hand. “I’m starting to think you’re getting used to me coming out to visit you,” she chirps, and Yascha snorts.
‘Yes, yes, whatever,’ she thinks to herself bitterly.
‘Shall we get on to the sole reason why I’m here, finally? Or are you going to blather on more?’The young fleshy gives a soft chuckle and reaches into her pouch, pulling out a bit of meat — Yascha heard her once call it a sand witch? Odd terminology, but it was free food, so no way was she complaining.
Yascha quickly approaches the twoleg, gently taking the meat from her hands — mother always said to be grateful for food, as it’s a gift from StarClan — before brushing up against the twoleg’s arm with a purr.
The twoleg grins. “Attagirl, Piggy! I knew you had a heart after all.”
Yascha narrows her eyes but accepts the teasing. She’ll get this one back somehow, but later. After all, you don’t bite the hand that feeds you...
For now.
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She’s called Piggy due to the nasal inflammation she has. She has a rather congested nose, and sounds like a pig.
(250 words)