Username: Goddess Sword
Link to cat(s) or lion(s) involved in prompt: BeatrixLink to their pride or group: The WayfarersPrompt Choice: B
Prompt:After the goddess's visit, Beatrix had remained in the tree for some time. Though she could have climbed down easily now, her leg healed, she stayed perched in its branches, gazing across the fields in search of some sign of her missing friend.
None came. But she had to try, at least. She couldn't simply leave him.
Her attention was finally drawn from the distant horizon by a soft grunt from behind her, a third presence in the tree alongside herself and the goddess, wherever she had slipped away to. Beatrix turned to find another cat, with deep blue fur and gently glowing eyes, pawing at a branch that hung somewhat loosely from the trunk. Carefully, she lifted it back into place and wrapped it with a sheet of fabric, and then twisted a rope around the limb, which she knotted around the far side of the trunk and pulled tight with the end still gripped between her teeth in a makeshift sling. She puffed a few torn fibers out of her mouth and then turned to face another branch... and almost lost her balance when she noticed Beatrix standing before her. "Ah! You... You're in the tree," she said.
"Ah... yeah," Beatrix said sheepishly. "I was looking for my fr-"
"Hm! Well, since you're here," the cat interrupted (though Beatrix suspected she wasn't really listening in the first place), gesturing to her handiwork, "would you mind helping me with these branches? The storm last night caused a fair deal of damage. Some of them may have to be pruned, but I believe we might yet be able to save the others."
Beatrix hesitated. "Like with the sling you made?" she asked.
"Oh, good, you were watching! That simplifies things significantly!" the cat smiled. "There are extra materials on the third-lowest branch on the west side; they're a bit heavy, but I think that you should..." Then she paused, gazing at the brace around Beatrix's leg. "Ah... Are you actually well enough to be in the tree in the first place?"
"Huh?" Beatrix glanced at her leg herself, and two and two came together. "Ah, no, yeah, I'm, uh... I don't actually...
need this any more. I... healed a lot faster than expected." What was she supposed to say? That she'd met with the goddess, and she had healed her dislocated knee? Would anyone even believe that? She'd been here so little time, she hardly knew what sort of relationship the cats of this world had with their deity, much less what sort of relationship the goddess normally had with outsiders (if she had any at all). So she brushed it off quickly. "You said the west side, right?"
The cat nodded, her smile returning. "Yes. I'm Asa, by the way. One of the caretakers of the great tree."
"Bia," Beatrix responded. "It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise!" Asa blinked pleasantly at the younger feline. "The branches above are smaller, better suited to a cat your size; if you can handle those, I should be able to take care of the ones at the base."
"I think that I can do that," Beatrix agreed, and slipped down the tree in search of some fabric and rope of her own.
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