Domestic Cat RP (Kittenpompom123.:.Wrath & Sacred)

[kitten;]

Xena fought to keep her emotions in check; she wouldn't want to do that in front of Dumir again, although his sister did deserve it. She had the aura of being rude. Perhaps she was rude so much the stench of a rude creature gave up staying away and decided to follow her around. Xena half-smiled at the slightly confusing joke in her head, imagining the image of a slender striped and slightly spotted Toyger with golden eyes in a stink cloud, her trying to fight it off tooth and claw, but the brown gas following her to no avail.

How odd-she hadn't made jokes before. Xena had usually just taken everything literally, and other cats had stopped attempting to make her laugh a long time ago. Frequently, she had either been confused at someone's attempt at a joke-why did they make no sense? Or she had been offended by someone's sarcasm. It was possible, she reasoned, that she could be getting more relaxed with Dumir, letting other aspects of her character show that she hadn't been able to illustrate while keeping a formal pose with other cats. In fact, that had to be it. She simply couldn't-and didn't want to- think of anything else that would be a reason for that.

The Ocicat saw the relationship between the cat-she noted that she had a name, it was Suriana, but why she wasn't using it Xena didn't know- and Dumir. It didn't seem that they were the usual brother and sister. Suriana obviously thought she was in a higher position than Dumir, and flaunted that. Dumir didn't look like he liked her much-but perhaps this wasn't an everyday thing, the way they had just treated each other. It didn't seem like she was, the shock on her face testified to that.

She quickly grasped that Dumir had apologized again. But he was wrong, it wasn't his fault. It was hers, she was new. Once more, he had blamed himself.

No, I believe it is my fault.

She paused for a moment, thinking, and then speaking a tad quieter than usual, told Dumir her observation.

You seem to have quite a relationship with Suriana, though.

[⚜ Estivel]

Dumir stiffened; had he made their relationship visible? Everyone thought Suriana and Dumir had the perfect relationship. In fact though, they didn't even respect each other. No, Suriana thought she was better than him and that he let people walk over him too much. Too polite, as she put it. Dumir considered Suriana as a stubborn and loud-mouthed brat that couldn't be bothered to learn about anyone. If not for her looks, she would probably be gone by now. He let his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, finally controlling his face to a confused smile though, despite himself, his eyes wandered back towards where the she-cat had departed them.

"I guess you could say that. We are not too fond of each other, though it usually doesn't look like it. I guess she was surprised that I had acted so openly."

He had also noticed the expression she gave, and choose to comment on it. Suriana was a bit like himself in one way- they both kept their emotions to themselves. Though lately he hadn't been himself; lately he had been around Xena though. Dumir knew they were connected, and for that reason chose to sit down in front of her. The amber eyes of his finally settled on hers for a moment and he couldn't help but forget momentarily of what he was going to say.

"Um,- have you eaten yet? It is getting late, and I wouldn't want you to be hungry."

'See, it wasn't that hard,' he told himself, despite the 'um' at the beginning. It was unsophisticated and made him sound nervous. And he was nervous, but if he showed it so openly he'd look bad. Right...? Dumir hardly knew what to think at this point. Xena was so different from the other cats that lived here, most of which acted quite similarly to Suriana. The rest had no interest in a cat like himself, so he hoped that he wouldn't end up ruining anything between him and such a unique cat like herself.

[kitten;]

Not too fond of each other? It seemed a lot worse than that. But Xena didn’t want to hover on that; he didn’t seem comfortable talking about it. She shifted her weight on the fence and swished her tail, the silver gleaming n the moonlight, spots dancing on the gleam. Xena wondered what he would have said if Suriana hadn’t interrupted. Possibly...? That might be it, but...no. He wouldn’t want to botch this relationship by being that direct, would he? Even if he did and didn't want to say it now, Xena wouldn't want to damage their relationship. Again and again she kept telling herself that, but why? Was this relationship that special? Yes, she answered firmly inside her head. It was.

So he was nervous. That was a good thing, because she was too. Xena, on impulse, smiled gratefully at Dumir. Quickly, she realized what her face was doing, and instead smiled politely at him, but the embarrassment was etched on her face. Her tail swayed gently as she sat down on the fence. He had asked her something....if she was hungry. The silence was getting a bit too long now, Xena should answer. Her pelt twitched a small amout and she did.

"Sorry about that...I’m not particularly hungry, but if you are, then we could go and find something to eat."

She smiled again and hoped that she had smoothed that over.

[⚜ Estivel]

The muscles at the edges of his muzzle twitched, and once more the tiger-striped tom was smiling. It was unlike him to display his emotions this openly, even if it was only through his facial expressions. Still, it was a tad odd, even for him. Dumir lowered his head below hers, displaying what almost looked like a bow. He had seen Marcus do it quite a number of times around others when trying to be polite, so he didn't doing it now as a problem.

"No, I ate a while earlier. I didn't want you to be uncomfortable out here with an empty stomach however. So shall we?"

Dumir rose his head once more after indicating slightly forward, in the direction of their destination. The trail started once the houses ended, and there were only four or so left to go, the second to last being his own abode. Realizing he was still in front, the Toyger continued walking though his pace was now more for a trot than the slow stroll he had been doing before. Interruptions appeared to be in large abundance lately, so the sooner they got there the better. While the neighbors loved to be around the lake, it was usually at a distance. None of them appreciated the actual beauty of looking into the moonlight-filled water and seeing the thousands of bright lights reflecting off of the still surface. The ignorance of some of them still wondered him at times, though now was not the time to wonder about other cats. For, indeed, a cat far more interesting was only a few paw-lengths away.

"If you don't mind, can I hear more about where you came from before? I rarely leave this town so I don't know much about anyplace south, or in any direction for that matter, of here."

[kitten;]

Paw after paw, they made their way towards the lake. Xena kept her balance nimbly and twitched her tail accordingly to the shift of her weight. She felt the wonderfully cool night breeze flowing through her fur, saw the moonlight on Dumir's partially spotted back, the moonlight making it sparkle like diamonds. It was a beautiful night-one she'd like to remember, the day she met Dumir....Or maybe she would not want to remember this day...if things turned out badly. Xena pushed that thought to the back of her mind. There was no way that would happen, Xena simply wouldn't let it be.

Her ears swivelled towards Dumir as he talked; she realized finally in the cold silence of the night that he did have a lovely voice, like flowing caramel. Honey sweet and warm, welcoming. She could listen to his voice forever. The cat continued walking until she had gathered he had asked a question about where she had formerly lived. Her green eyes blinked once and clear whiskers twitched as she slowed down a tad to answer his question.

I believe we shall. My old home was...an odd place, a place that I would not like to visit again. My human, Damon, was not able to afford a better home. He was so sorry, he said over and over. I was sorry, also. For not being able to tell him that everything wasn't his fault, that his boss was a jerk...but alas, a cat cannot speak to the humans. I can't even begin to describe how ecstatic he was when he got a new job and came over to this quaint neighbourhood...I was relieved that at last, he was happy, and I wouldn't have to deal with the cats of the other neighbourhood anymore. For they were more so like the two felines we have met on our walk. But so much worse. I came home every day with cuts and bruises. I'm so glad Damon is a great person, with a great heart. He patched me up and even though I was getting hurt every day, I went out into the brown grass of our small yard and defended my territory. Even though I was horrible at fighting. Cats took advantage of me...and so on. Not a place you'd like. Mostly full of fat cats who believe it is their duty to rule their slice of the world.

Xena stopped for a moment and her whiskers twitched; she remembered everything in clear sparkling detail. How horrid it was. She paused for a second more and continued walking, her tail drooping slightly. She frowned and the trail of thought continued. Reflecting back on her previous home, it was actually that bad. But-Xena banished any further thought of the place. She was free of it now. And talking about it was not the greatest thing in the world, either. One silver paw in front of the other, they made their way down the fence.

[⚜ Estivel]

Pace slowing as the Ocicat talked, Dumir listened silently though occasionally his ears swiveled back towards her. Could a place like that really exist? How had she been able to withstand such a wretched place and not be a wreck, but instead such a beauty as herself? It confused him, and Dumir couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards her and her owner. Xena deserved much better, and from what he had heard of her owner, so did he. The thought that they had moved here, to a quite placid neighborhood, eased his mind to a degree. He hoped, prayed, that she wouldn't have to live through something like that again. An odd instinct came to him, one to protect her. It was odd indeed for him; while he did think of himself as a gentleman, rarely did the thought of putting someone before himself occurred. Racing thoughts in his head put aside for the moment, Dumir regained his voice just as they reached the end of the fence. His own house he had passed already, and for once he didn't care if Suriana was watching and preparing to inform the others of the strange tension between the new comer and himself.

"I apologize that you had to deal with such a stressful environment, Xena, and I thank you that you told me. I'm sure it wasn't easy living through that, and hopefully you won't ever have to return. If only I could help, I would, I swear it. If only I could have been there for you then, I would have. It pains me to think that such a place can exist, and even more so that you had to grow up there. Meeting you just an hour ago has impacted me more than I ever would have dreamed any one cat could have, and I'd like to think this isn't just infatuation. I will do my best to be by your side while you remain here."

He didn't recall when, but he had turned around once more instead of jumping down onto the dark, pebbled sidewalk. Amber eyes reflecting the soft moonlight's rays, he stared into her rich green and couldn't help but wonder how his small speech ended like that. Originally the plan had been to make a small joke at the end, perhaps something about the power-hungry cats that lived in this area as well. Instead he blurted out something about infatuation; already the words were getting blurry in his head the more he stared at her. What had he said? Despite the jumbling thoughts in his mind, his physical body relaxed. Dumir fought himself, wanting to mention he was being hasty and apologize for putting her in this situation after she had just revealed her past. His maw remained shut however, though with some difficulty.

[kitten;]

Xena stared back at Dumir, her mind in turmoil while her physical body remained blank, not knowing what to do and waiting for instructions. He had made a very well offer. And said it out loud. One more big step. Towards what, though? Xena couldn't pinion what just now, so she put that in the back of her mind as she turned her mind back to how to respond. What should she do? There were copious ways she could react, most of which wouldn't be polite or make sense at all. She didn't want to be mean to Dumir, but she shouldn't overreact. Instead, Xena smiled politely, her gleaming green eyes portrayed something of slight surprise and happiness that he had said it.

"Why...thank you. Thank you, Dumir."

That should sum it up well enough. Hopefully Dumir didn't expect anything more. Should she also say that she will do her best to stay at his side? Maybe later. At the moment he looked overwhelmed.

What would the other cats think of them now? She wondered if Dumir usually had any female friends, hopefully the other cats wouldn't tease him about it if he didn't. She knew how bad it could get, when somebody started teasing, it may end up in a fight. She would do her best to defend Dumir if that happened while they were on their stroll. There was no reason that she couldn't at least talk to them like she did with Aran. She could look very angry sometimes and scare cats off just because she looked threatening and they didn't know she wouldn't dare start a fight, but that only happened very rarely when she was truly annoyed, almost like with the black and white stray. Just with any luck it could work, worst-case scenario it didn't.