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@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

A bemused look crosses the cat's face as Strawberry introduces herself again, after only having done so moments before Nectar recalled her own name. The golden-and-black cat nods politely, realizing she was not about to point it out to her either. It was comforting to imagine that she wasn't alone in struggling to recall the simple things, though.

"Take your time," Nectar murmurs appreciatively, settling down into a loaf. Taking a deep breath, the cat shuts her eyes and rests her chin on the ground. She doesn't quite doze off, but her frayed and tired mind wanders just a little as the other cat hunts up in the trees. She is unaware of the struggle, but this tranquility does not last long.

At least, it doesn't feel like much time has passed when Strawberry comes tumbling down from above, a fresh-caught bird between her teeth. Blinking blearily at the cat, Nectar is slow to stand back up. Her body disagreed with the notion of activity, it seemed, and fought to remain restful. "It looks delectable," she meows approvingly. Leaning over to sniff carefully at it, Nectar blinks up at Strawberry. She waits no longer to tuck into the prey, and only because she'd come across the white-and-ginger cat after a meal before does she not offer a bite to her now.

When her belly is full and the bird is heartily tucked away, bones fairly cleaned, the gold-and-black cat sighs. "What now," she muses, mostly to herself. "What now... Have you got any place to be, Strawberry?"

[MangoBearGoGrr]

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@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

A bemused look crosses the cat's face as Strawberry introduces herself again, after only having done so moments before Nectar recalled her own name. The golden-and-black cat nods politely, realizing she was not about to point it out to her either. It was comforting to imagine that she wasn't alone in struggling to recall the simple things, though.

"Take your time," Nectar murmurs appreciatively, settling down into a loaf. Taking a deep breath, the cat shuts her eyes and rests her chin on the ground. She doesn't quite doze off, but her frayed and tired mind wanders just a little as the other cat hunts up in the trees. She is unaware of the struggle, but this tranquility does not last long.

At least, it doesn't feel like much time has passed when Strawberry comes tumbling down from above, a fresh-caught bird between her teeth. Blinking blearily at the cat, Nectar is slow to stand back up. Her body disagreed with the notion of activity, it seemed, and fought to remain restful. "It looks delectable," she meows approvingly. Leaning over to sniff carefully at it, Nectar blinks up at Strawberry. She waits no longer to tuck into the prey, and only because she'd come across the white-and-ginger cat after a meal before does she not offer a bite to her now.

When her belly is full and the bird is heartily tucked away, bones fairly cleaned, the gold-and-black cat sighs. "What now," she muses, mostly to herself. "What now... Have you got any place to be, Strawberry?"

Strawberry gave a gentle purr of welcome. Strawberry sat a bit in front of the she-cat, making sure there was room for her to not feel suffocated. Strawberry watched the she-cat scarff down her food with a gentle gaze. "Me? No.... not really. I've never really had a home. My mate passed away and my kits are all grown up now. " Strawberry mused, a hint of longing in her tone as she meowed. Strawberry's green gaze remained gentle but curious. "Do you have a place to be?" Strawberry meowed.

Strawberry's long tail flicked upwards, something seemed to cry out above them, a bird of sorts. Strawberry's green eyes seemed to flicker on every sound, pinpointing the direction with delicate but creepy precision. Strawberry looked back to Nectar, "If you don't mind me asking, where are you from?"

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@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

"You are what they would call an empty-nester, then," the cat mrr's with a faint touch of dry humor. Her dusky green eyes lift to study Strawberry again- A little more closely this time. The other cat seemed to be very soft-spoken, very polite. Quite the contrast to Nectar herself, who began to think that something was terribly wrong... Because this friendly cat was still setting some kind of alarm off at the back of her mind.

She kneads the soft soil beneath her paws anxiously to rid herself of that line of thought. "I am not sure that I have a place to be, no," she answers, a little bit late. Again, her mind wanders- It did that so much- to the trees beyond the white cat's curved back. "I believe that I might be from..." Trailing off, Nectar shudders to remember it.

Warmth, deep in her bones. Everything she knew. Broad panes of some clear force-field frosted over from the cold that did not reach her, did not reach the rest of them in that nest. And sleep as deep as the warmth of leaf-bare. Leaf-bare. The golden-and-black cat's tail-tip quivers as she blinks out of the momentary trance of a memory better left behind. "Someplace warm," Nectar meows softly, though not fondly.

[MangoBearGoGrr]

Originally Posted by plum

@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

"You are what they would call an empty-nester, then," the cat mrr's with a faint touch of dry humor. Her dusky green eyes lift to study Strawberry again- A little more closely this time. The other cat seemed to be very soft-spoken, very polite. Quite the contrast to Nectar herself, who began to think that something was terribly wrong... Because this friendly cat was still setting some kind of alarm off at the back of her mind.

She kneads the soft soil beneath her paws anxiously to rid herself of that line of thought. "I am not sure that I have a place to be, no," she answers, a little bit late. Again, her mind wanders- It did that so much- to the trees beyond the white cat's curved back. "I believe that I might be from..." Trailing off, Nectar shudders to remember it.

Warmth, deep in her bones. Everything she knew. Broad panes of some clear force-field frosted over from the cold that did not reach her, did not reach the rest of them in that nest. And sleep as deep as the warmth of leaf-bare. Leaf-bare. The golden-and-black cat's tail-tip quivers as she blinks out of the momentary trance of a memory better left behind. "Someplace warm," Nectar meows softly, though not fondly.

Strawberry listened, nodding carefully. The Molly blinked as Nectar spoke, "Well, then I suppose were both empty-nesters!" Strawberry purred gently. Her green eyes flickering with amusment and gentle curiosity. "So uhm...... do you know where your from? I suppose I mean origin? Like kittypet....clans.... loner from the start." Strawberry asked, leafy green hues studying Nectar secretly. The she-cat was well built, though on the older side, not muxh older than Strawberry, Strawberry looked way younger than she was. "Oh, and I hope this isn't to rude of me to ask as we just met...." Strawberry started in a soft mew, "But.... do you recall how old you are perhaps? To give me a better prespective on what similarites to talk about...." Strawberry blabbed on, dipping her head in a gentle apologies as she realized she blabbed on.

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@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

Had she ever had kittens of her own? The older cat considers the idea, a part of her thinking that perhaps she had. It was an ideal thought, and one that brought a sense of... Comfort, of familiarity. "I am not an empty-nester. You are, as you have bore children which grew up and eventually left. I... I do not think that I have had my own."

But she had to have wanted them.

Frowning, Nectar shakes her head. "I have told you what I know. My mind seems to be a little bit scrambled right now, so I truly do not know where. Just that it was warm. Please." The please was, of course, for Strawberry to leave it at that.

Suddenly, the cat stands up. The motion is not fluid (as it once was, perhaps, a long time ago), but rigid and slow. Her body would not be what it had been, seasons past. She wouldn't know that, at least. Peering down at the white-and-ginger female, Nectar blinks. "I do not," she answers wryly. But this time, her tone contains a trace of that strange, dry humor, as if she found Strawberry to be amusing at least.

"Now, Strawberry, I should like to stretch these legs of mine. I think I have not used them in an age. Care for a walk?"

[MangoBearGoGrr]

Originally Posted by plum

@ChromeSilver_Hwaa

Had she ever had kittens of her own? The older cat considers the idea, a part of her thinking that perhaps she had. It was an ideal thought, and one that brought a sense of... Comfort, of familiarity. "I am not an empty-nester. You are, as you have bore children which grew up and eventually left. I... I do not think that I have had my own."

But she had to have wanted them.

Frowning, Nectar shakes her head. "I have told you what I know. My mind seems to be a little bit scrambled right now, so I truly do not know where. Just that it was warm. Please." The please was, of course, for Strawberry to leave it at that.

Suddenly, the cat stands up. The motion is not fluid (as it once was, perhaps, a long time ago), but rigid and slow. Her body would not be what it had been, seasons past. She wouldn't know that, at least. Peering down at the white-and-ginger female, Nectar blinks. "I do not," she answers wryly. But this time, her tone contains a trace of that strange, dry humor, as if she found Strawberry to be amusing at least.

"Now, Strawberry, I should like to stretch these legs of mine. I think I have not used them in an age. Care for a walk?"

Strawberry dipped her head as she finally understood the meaning of empty nester. "I get it now." Strawberry mewed. Strawberry gave a small look of understanding as Nectar finished her sentence with please, twitching her whiskers in awkward apologies, Strawberry blinked, stretching herself gently as she stood, Strawberry noticing the dry amusement in the other she-cats tone and gave a gentle purr. "I suppose it's time to get you back into shape no? I know a way out to a safe but pretty area, follow me?" Strawberry offered in a soft meow. Her ginger tinged tail flicking upwards in friendly banter as she added. "If you can keep up that is."