Cats Have Staff [Saffron & Sabby]
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				Title: <strong>Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 10:11:37</strong>
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				Meadow was a small black kitten of about eight weeks. She had just learned how to get along without help from her mommy in everything when she had been stolen away and left inside the giant expanse that she now hid in. She whined quietly, it had been so long since she'd been out. Hiding under the bed for some time now, she'd only managed a quick trip out to get a drink or something to eat or to relieve herself. And then, only when the monster was asleep. What kind of cruel and evil being would take her mommy away? But still... it didn't seem like he was going to take her back anytime soon. At least he hadn't been after her since he'd brought her here.<br><br>It was with tentative step that Meadow took her first few steps out from under the bed. She whined again, wanting to curl up in a little ball and cry for her brothers and sisters. She was a brave kitten, though, and she fluffed her fur as she took a few steps toward the door of the room. She didn't know where the Monster was, but it was about time that she explored where she was. The room with the bed had been thoroughly sniffed out through her walks on occasion, but the rest of the house was a vast expanse of unknown to her as of yet.<br><br>Meadow stopped dead as she smelled it... that was him. She mewed loudly, fearing what might come as she scrambled under the nearest piece of furniture. She sat herself down and sighed, closing her eyes for a minute before she peeked out from under the couch, it seemed, checking to see if it was clear for her to come out. "Please just leave me be..." she whispered to herself as she took a chance and took a run across the room. She turned her head at a sudden sound before slamming into something. Shaking her head to re-orient herself, she looked up and mewed quietly... it was him... it was his leg she was sitting in front of.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 12:35:44</strong>
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				Daniel was sitting at his computer, boredly leaning his chin into his hand, mouse giving the occasional click. He was still in the clothes he had worn to work, a simple black set of long pants a neat button up, white collared shirt, the colour ruffled and the first few buttons popped open, the tie draped over the back of his chair.<br><br>He took his hand and rubbed his red rimmed green eyes, smoothing back his tousled mop of dark brown, grumbling. It had been a long arduous week of work, and the only thing that kept him from getting some much needed rest was the promise of some much needed time with Meadow.<br><br>He remembered when he had first brought her home last Sunday... such a sweet little thing she was, though right now, she was very aloof. The first thing she had done was scamper off into hiding, and he rarely caught a glimpse of her since. He had read all the needed information on Neko ownership, so he wasn't worried. This was the hardest part though. The poor thing would be nervous and a little lost without its mother. He simply had to make sure she had what she needed and let her get used to the place. Eventually, she would warm to her surroundings, and curiosity would take over. Whatever resentment she may hold would dissolve.<br><br>The next stage might be a few days off to a few weeks, however. Meadow was smart enough as a kitten, and she would only keep learning, but once she had truly settled in, her transformation would occur. Based on what the shop owner told him, her first change would be to a human form, though smaller. "Lap sized" she had said, relating it to the size of a young teenager.<br><br>What had most intrigued him was her ability to shift back and forth between her three forms at will. A kitten approaching him when it was sleepy and just wanted a cuddle, and then shifting when she craved a conversation... the very idea that this little bundle of joy was lurking about his home, possibly sizing him up was enough to have him smiling.<br><br>And just as this thought came, he felt a little bump against his ankle. He froze, ever mindful of the poor things dilemma, resisting the powerful urge to sweep her up and hold her. He simply smiled down under his desk, keeping his voice low and friendly.<br><br>"Hey there little girl..." he fished about in his pocket for a small treat he had kept on him, a biscuit shaped like a fish. Cautiously, he moved his hand under the desk, making a clucking of his tongue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 22:40:38</strong>
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				Meadow whined quietly and backed up as he brought his hand down toward her... she trembled slightly as she bumped into the back of his desk or the wall... whatever it was, she wasn't turning around to find out. She watched his hand carefully, noticing that there was something small between his fingers.<br><br>She sat down, leaning her neck out just a little to find out what he had. She caught a whiff of whatever it was and pondered it for a moment. Smelled like fish... Meadow wasn't particularly a fan of fish, she much preferred chicken, but it smelled a little better than the food he'd left out for her. Of course she knew it wasn't his fault in that, most of her siblings liked the food that was left for them. Perhaps she was the odd one.<br><br>She took another curious sniff before backing away into the corner of his desk, her fur raising a little as she whined softly. Maybe this was all just a bad dream... she would wake up in a warm and cuddly ball with her brothers and sisters and all would be well. Her eyes closed as she tried to imagine herself back where she felt she belonged, but it didn't seem to be working very well. With a little sigh she picked up her courage from the floor and slowly stepped back over to his leg. She lifted her front paws and set them on his pant-leg, looking up a little curious, and a little scared of what might come. But she may as well give it a try... didn't seem like it was going to change anytime soon.<br><br>Her claws gripped into the material as she pulled herself up, slow, one paw at a time. She found herself crawling over his lap before she knew it. Startled a little by the realization, she hopped up onto his desk, her paws clicking on the keyboard as she walked over it. Eventually she would sit down next to the computer screen, a little vent on one side blowing warm air out at her. She purrs quietly at the warm breeze and yawned, debating if it was a good or a bad idea to stay out where he could easily see her.<br><br>No, Meadow would be brave. She was a special kitten... he must have picked her for some reason. She layed down beside the monitor and sighed, unsure if she wanted him to leave her be or give her some sort of attention. She hadn't had any contact for nearly a week now... it was getting difficult for her, she was a social being. Once she was comfortable under the warm air of the monitor, Meadow felt her eyes beginning to close on her. She hadn't slept well since she'd arrived, the floor was uncomfortable and she was always fearing what she might wake up to. As the sandman took her, she felt her head fall, her worries floating away as she knew she needed a proper sleep. He hadn't done anything wrong yet... perhaps he wasn't... so... bad....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 07:19:41</strong>
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				The woman said that she would warm to him quickly, but he was still pleasantly surprised by this. He did his best to ignore her, as he had been advised to, biting his lip to ignore the little hooks that were her claws as she pulled herself up his leg. He watched as she hopped up onto the keyboard, darting behind the screen and then doubling back to find her spot near the heat vent. <br><br>At least she wasn't hiding from him now... as she shut her eyes and began to drift off, he outstretched his hand to give the tiny creature and gentle stroke along her side, but refrained from any further attention. He was content to just let her sleep, for now...<br><br>Eventually, his own weariness had caught up to him... he debated another hour, hoping he would get to be the first thing she saw when she woke up, but his eyes were starting to sting. When she did wake up, she would find that the 'monster' had disappeared, but a tiny pillow had somehow found its way underneath her, and a little saucer of luke warm milk a foot away, next to his now powerless mouse. A little dish sat next to it, undercooked pieces of very finely diced chicken glistening invitingly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>26-03-2010, 09:35:20</strong>
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				Meadow jumped slightly, her eyes popping open as she felt his touch on her side. She mewed quietly, unsure if she liked the idea of being paid attention to or not... but once he'd taken his hand away from her body, she sighed, curling into a little dough nut shape and letting her eyes close again. She drifted off quietly, not paying any further attention to what he was doing.<br><br>When Meadow would wake several hours later, she noticed the chill running through her body. The heat from the computer had long since faded, as he had turned it off and gone to bed. She blinked a little, shifting on the soft surface that has somehow made it under her.<br><br>As she stood up from the pillow and stretched, first forward and then back, the appetizing aroma of the chicken caught her nose. She pattered over to it and ate it up quickly, purring softly the entire time. She gave the milk a little sniff but turned away, knowing that even though it smelled wonderful, it would upset her stomach greatly. She moved to the edge of the desk, looking for a way down. After climbing onto his computer chair, she took the leap and headed for her water dish to wash the chicken down. Contented with her meal, she yawned again and made the short walk to the room with the comfortable bed, where she had been hiding out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 10:37:26</strong>
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				It was well into the morning that Daniel finally roused himself, stumbling from his room bleary eyed and fatiqued, but it was passing as the minutes ticked by. He could wake in a timely fashion for work, but when it came to Saturday morning, he felt like a bear emerging for the spring. By the time steam was hissing from under the shower door, he was fully awake and craving some caffiene.<br><br>When the door swung open and he stepped into the hallway in just his briefs and a plain white shirt, he looked over to the computer desk. Holding the head of the brush and running it over his scalp, he rubbed what was left of the grit from his eyes and pushed his foot under the desk, nudging the power button with his toe. He was just about to turn for the kitchen when the bowl caught his eye... he remembered, if hazily, chopping the chicken and pan frying it just enough to sear some of the edges. It looks like he struck gold with that idea... she might as well have licked a layer off the ceramic! He frowned when he noticed the milk had gone untouched though...<br><br>Well, he knew what she liked now... he'd work on what drinks she liked, but for now, he was going to make the most of this, and tempt her out. After he was done frying a few strips of bacon for himself, he chopped some of the chicken breast that had been left over, a little finer then last time, and threw it into the pan. The oil left in there from the bacon seared it even though he had only been tossing the meat for less then a moment. <br><br>Sitting down on the couch, he placed a small saucer of cool water on the floor, and the lovely smelling chicken pieces in another. He tied a string to his toe, the other end connected to a tassled little ball, jingling with a bell inside of it. He did his best to look uninterested, foot propped on a cushion and focusing on the screen and the Xbox controller in his hands, but he was watching out of the corner of his eye...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 10:11:24</strong>
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				Meadow smelled the bacon cooking, but it wasn't one of her favorites. She laid in the sun on his bed instead, enjoying the warmth that it provided her with... But when the chicken hit the pan, she recognized the smell. And before she really knew what was happening, she was up and jumping off the bed, skidding around corners because she couldn't get to the delicious dish fast enough. Purring loudly, she went wide-eyed as the dish fell into view.<br><br>She scampered over to the dish of chicken and began chewing, eating it quickly without realizing it. As she licked the dish clean - and perhaps another layer of ceramic - she took a sniff at the bowl beside it and gave a happy mew as she lapped up the water to wash down her breakfast. If he fed her like this everyday, she might be less inclined to complain about being taken away from her family.<br><br>As both dishes were quickly found empty, she may as well have left them spinning in her wake as she pranced out of the kitchen and found a strip of sun on the living room floor. Flopping over onto her seide she basked in the rays of sunlight for several hours before waking from her nap and stretching out. She stood up&nbsp; and then sat down nicely, watching him for a few moments as she decided if she was feeling courageous enough to walk over to him and pay him some attention. He had been good to her the past few days....<br><br>She mustered up enough of what she had inside and decided there would be no more hiding. With her chin up, she pranced over to him and placed both of her paws on his knee, searching for attention, a touch her, a pet there... whatever he'd offer, she'd take it. It had been a little over a week now since she'd really enjoyed any kind of touch that wasn't just the floor or a pillow. Purring softly she pushed her forehead into his knee, signaling again her desire for his attention to be focused on her. If necessary, she was prepared to yank the thing keeping him busy right out of his hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 12:04:28</strong>
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				He blinked, stunny by the blur of black hair that had seemed to swoop through the room and clear the bowl of its content, only to disappear again just as quickly. Had she realized at all that he was there? At least he knew how she liked her chicken now...<br><br>He had assumed that she had retreated to hide again, but once more she managed to surprise him, coming so boldly to him, the chicken still a salty smear on her lips that she was cleaning away with her tongue. It was nice to see her so sparkly eyed and inquisitive, instead of stealing frighten little peeks at him from behind the sofa or in a cupboard. The linking was happening just as quickly as they said, he thought to himself...<br><br>"Hello Meadow..." carefully, he reached down to scrabble his fingers behind her ear, the scritching traveling down under her chin, and when she seemed comfortable with it, his hand slipped underneath her, hefting her up by her tummy and placing her gingerly on his lap, having rolled onto his back as he did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 01:35:08</strong>
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				She bit at his hand as he reached under her and touched her belly, she didn't like her belly touched. Clawing a little at his hand as he drew it away she meowed at him, a little unimpressed as she jumped back down to the floor. She'd work her way up to things like laps in time, but she was barely ready for him to touch her yet.<br><br>She sat down in front of the couch that he was laying on and licked her pawns, debating if she should just go back to sleeping in the sun. Maybe she was wrong, maybe she wasn't ready yet to accept things. Sighing a little she stood up, then sat down, then stood up again, still unsure of how to react.<br><br>Stretching out a little, she decided that the sun was warm and pleasant and pattered back over to lay down, closing her eyes to enjoy the heat again. At least she knew that she could do it now, but at the same time the way he was over-eager was beginning to put her on edge. He wasn't going to let her take little steps, and the frustrating over that was beginning to build within her.
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				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 14:18:04</strong>
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				He immediately regretted his decision. Seeing her scuttle away and regard him like that, he knew that he had practically destroyed any chances of bonding with her before Monday arrived. He remembered the advice he was given, however, and didn't pursue her that day, ignoring her even if she passed him.<br><br>That night, when he had went to bed, she would find another bowl of cool water and lightly seared chicken pieces, with globs of broken boiled egg, and that still present salty taste of left over bacon grease in the pan. He had also left her a small piece of raw broccoli on the mat next to those two bowls. He knew not all cats liked it, but the ones that did revered it as a wonder drug.<br><br>She would be smart enough by now to know that this was his apology. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 06:20:27</strong>
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				Long after the sun had gone down from the sky, Meadow would wake up with a chill, shivering a little from the way she'd fallen asleep on the floor. After the sun left, she had been too far gone to notice that she was getting cold, at least until now. Getting up and shaking herself off, she headed into the kitchen, just wanting a drink. She found more than what she'd expected though, and ate the chicken with a hunger as usual.<br><br>The little green tree though, she was curious of what that could be. She gave it a sniff, her head pulling away... it sure didn't smell like anything she knew. But, he had left it out for her, right? So it couldn't do any harm... Sniffing it again, she gave in to her curiosity and took a little nibble of the dots of green. Her face twisted up a little as she swallowed it down and went for the water bowl. Green was yucky, at least that was her opinion of it now...<br><br>She left it there and decided that to rid herself of the cold she'd curl up in the blankets on the bed. She figured he'd be there, but at least it was warm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 14:29:54</strong>
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				He awoke to find the fuzzy lump curled up neath his stomach, huddling into the little cove created by his pelvis and legs, which he usually tucked close when it got cold. Looking to his clock, he realized that it was only early morning, at least an hour before the sun would break.<br><br>He had always loved the disorientation of waking up at a late hour, when it was dark. He would usually go to bed in the middle of the day on his Saturdays, just so he could awake refreshed at 1 am. It was far later then he would have liked, but it was still chilly and dark. <br><br>Carefully, he wriggled away from her and off the other side of the bed, taking his time to drape the blankets around her, so just her tiny black head would poke out, making a small clicking noise. "Sleep well Meadow" he whispered, and tip toed from the room.<br><br>He fully intended to make something greasy, pull an eskie full of ice and Cokes to the couch and huddle up in a blanket to game while it was still cold. If he was lucky, Meadow might come poking around again. He'd like a second chance before work came around.<br><br>Firstly though, he noted that she hadn't liked the broccoli. That was just fine with him, he hated it too. He made her chicken again and left it for her in the usual spot, setting a bowl of water and, as he began chopping potatoes to make chips, decided to pour some of his coffee into a saucer. Not a lot, but just enough to see if she liked it, and perhaps have her acting out a little. He would regret it when she started swinging from the curtains... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 22:11:43</strong>
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				Meadow would spend most of the night curled up in the bed keeping warm and cozy, snoozing quietly. She got up a few hours after he had, finding it strange that he wasn't in the bed sleeping. Shrugging that off, she headed out into the kitchen, needing a drink. When she found the coffee left out for her, though, the chicken in the bowl was all but forgotten as she gave the new substance a try.<br><br>Before long the bowl was empty and she was blinking in surprise, wondering where it had gone. After a snack of some of the chicken and a drink to wash it all down, she thought she was heading back to bed. It wouldn't be long that she was curled back up though when the caffeine hit.<br><br>After a leap of faith off the bed into a small pile of clothing, she slinked around the corner of the door as if she was about to pounce on something that hadn't yet become aware of her presence. There was nothing there, really. Her eyes darted around the hallway to see if anything was around before she ran to the end at top speed.<br><br>Green eyes peeked around the corner into the living room where she found him laying on the couch busy with that... thing... again. She stalked her way over to the arm of the couch closest to his head before jumping up and running down his body. As she reached the other arm she hopped up onto the back of the couch and ran several laps back and forth before sitting down at the head and meowing loudly at him. After tilting her head from side to side, trying to figure out what the controller was, she gave up and decided it would be easier to just ask. "What exactly is that thing?" a soft feminine voice carried over to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 14:54:27</strong>
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				If the sudden flurry of motion that streaked past him hadn't been enough, the words she spoke had him blinking, speechless.<br><br>"Did... you just speak?" The way her claws were dug into the couch, little legs splayed, hunched and flicking her tail, she might have launched into a lap of the room any second and come back to that spot. Now that he thought of it, he hadn't asked about this... all he knew was that at some point she would gain her next form, he didn't consider that her intelligence would change before that... at least, this much.<br><br>But she was speaking to him, and so wasn't mad with him and hiding. That was good. Taking her caffeinated state into account, he smiled at her and nodding his head towards the television.<br><br>"It's a game. Check this out" The character on the screen, a man in a flowing gray cloak, a long wooden staff and black braided hair that trailed his ankles raises his staff to the air and there was a fantastic explosion of bright orange and green, sparks flying. A streak of violently thrashing energy crackled across the screen.<br><br>Now, if she were anything like a cat on coffee, and she did just act a whole lot like one, such a display of pretty motion would have her either attacking the screen directly and then dashing off only to attack again, or cause her to hide in the nearest warm and safe crevice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 20:05:00</strong>
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				Meadow tilted her head slightly as she watched the events on the TV. She shook out her fur a little before leaping off the couch and running another lap around the room. After pacing the back of the couch for a few minutes she finally laid down and yawned, stretching out her paws in front of her as she relaxed.<br><br>"And exactly how is that more interesting than me?" she pondered aloud, her claws extending as she stretched again, but it could have be taken as a threat if he wasn't paying attention. <br><br>Meadow was beginning to burn out from the caffeine now, and with all the energy she had used running around the room she felt her eyes getting heavy. Before he could even reply they had closed and she was wiggling about looking for a more comfortable position to take her nap in.<br><br>She awoke several hours later curled up in the crevice between the back of the couch and the cushions. Blinking slowly she tried to orient herself to what time it was and where Daniel had gone. She decided the first step to her adventure would be to check for anything new in the kitchen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 11:43:59</strong>
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				<em>Wow, she crashed pretty quickly... well, cats do sleep 20 hours a day. I wonder if that will change in her lap-sized form...</em><br><br>He did as usual at this point, set out the food and water for when she would wake up, but this time he made sure that there was a little more grease on it. He knew that by the time she awoke, the food would be cold and congealed, but it was a far cry better then canned cat food. To balance out the protein, he crushed some vanilla biscuits into a second bowl.<br><br>Two bowls, one with glistening chunks of meat in thick liquid, the other with brittle biscuits. It really did resemble a standard house cat meal, wet canned food, and dry biscuits, but she was probably eating as well as he was.<br><br>He thought that she would like some time to explore and be bolder without him around, so he gathered the clothes that littered his room and bagged them, leaving for the laundry area that was nestled next to the tiny mall. He needed groceries, anyway. When she would awake, she'd find him gone, but he trusted that she could put two and two together and not fret.<br><br>...or maybe he wanted her to, deep down. Being missed would be nice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 05:40:57</strong>
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				As Meadow found her way to the kitchen she followed her usual routine and mowed down the chicken pieces as fast as possible, after getting her drink she noticed the new bowl and took a sniff. It was sweet, something she hadn't tried yet. After a few tentative bites she ate up the rest and meandered back to the couch to lie down.<br><br>She really needed to find something better to do with her time than lay around, but she supposed that was what cats do.<br><br>Fed up with sitting around she jumped down off the couch and wandered the apartment, looking for Daniel. She didn't see his shoes by the door where they usually were so she assumed he had gone out somewhere. Maybe he would bring home more chicken, she wiggled her tail a little at the thought. After wandering the outline of the whole apartment she decided that a nap sounded good, nothing better to do.<br><br>She hopped up into Daniel's bed and curled up under the blanket, letting her mind settle of the thoughts that just wouldn't stop. After relaxing for a little while she finally managed to get to sleep. She hoped that by the time she woke Daniel would be home, because really this lonely apartment was pretty boring without him to annoy or hide from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 05:39:23</strong>
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				He hadn't taken long, his key rattling in the door after she had fallen back asleep, plastic bags rustling. Carefully, he pushed his bedroom door open and tiptoed inside with his clean laundry, which he then proceeded to fold and put away, though it was hard not to make a little noise. The tiny sleeping bundle could have woken at any sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 08:53:07</strong>
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				When the door opened Meadow awoke, rolling over onto her back and turning her head toward the bedroom door. She peered out, waiting to see if he would come in. When he did she closed her eyes quickly, pretending to be asleep. She wasn't really sure why but it had been her first reaction. When he finished folding the laundry she pounced on the pile playfully and stared up at him, purring.<br><br>He hadn't been gone for too long but she was bored and lonely without someone to get in the way of. "Welcome home." she whispered softly, yawning a little as she sat down atop the pile of laundry. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 05:10:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He would have to get used to this, he thought. He made a mental note to buy a hair roller. "Good morning Meadow" He chimed, reaching down to scratch under her tiny head, trying his best to seem impassive, when really he was ecstatic at how brazen she was becoming.<br><br>"I need those..." He prodded her gently in her small, scruffy chest, not enough to hurt or even to move her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 06:36:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really? I couldn't tell." she responded sarcastically, laying down atop the warm pile of recently dried clothing.<br><br>The black ball curled up tightly and closed her eyes, smirking, though he likely would never know. She yawned and stretched out her arms and paws, her claws getting caught in one of his t-shirts slightly. She pulled it back into her paw and sighed contentedly, nuzzling her face against the material and purposefully being cute.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 07:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He crossed his arms and stared at her a while, then gently lifted her up in both hands and placed her next to the pile, but didn't immediately take the next folded shirt, curious to see how much further she would go just to bug him. The attention was well needed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 08:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he picked her up Meadow made a huffing sound. "Excuse me!" she complained, clawing at his arms. When he finally set her down, which felt like an eternity later to the small kitten, she jumped right back up on the laundry pile and parker her ass, laying down. The glare in her eyes was enough to warn him that he would get his laundry back when she was damn well ready to give it back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 08:40:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bit his lip to suppress a laugh, afraid to trivialize her huffing, lowering himself to sit next to the pile. He was quiet a while, then gave a gentle prod with his finger to her side, enough to bump her. "Come on... I need those. Please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 08:43:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meadow jumped as he poked her, head head whipping around to bite his finger. "No. I need them. You just want to put them away, you are already wearing clothes, there is a towel on the door and sheets on the bed. What do you <em>need</em> from this pile?" She eyed him, unafraid, though she was clearly outsized by the human. It was beginning to show that Meadow had a determination of her own, and that perhaps she would be the one running the roost around here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 09:06:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damn her and her logic, he thought with an inward chuckle, stroking her gently down the raised fur of her back, noting how she looked like a puff ball when she was like this. "Okay, okay, your pile, I get it..." He'd try another tactic, giving her nubby ear a scritch and then pushing up to his feet to leave the room, heading for the kitchen.<br><br>He hadn't really planned anything, but thought maybe she might follow and keep bugging him, so he just started on whatever came to mind when he saw the contents of his fridge. Some work lunches would need to be done anyway, so he went about his business as if she were not there, or at least until she piped up or got in his way, boiling water and dragging out meat and pasta and disposable containers. He made sure to do most of the actual work a few paces away from the hotplate... he didn't want her accidentally burning her paw.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 03:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meadow gave a huff as he finally accepted that it was her pile, at least for the time being. She laughed to herself at his tactic as he left the room thinking she would follow him. Instead, even if it was only to be stubborn, she curled back up into her ball on top of the pile of laundry and closed her eyes, enjoying a nap for a couple of hours.<br><br>When she woke, Meadow believed she had made her point and so decided to head out of the bedroom and see what was happening. She climbed out of the basket, hopping down onto the floor. Much to her surprise she found that something had changed through her nap. Sitting back, she lifted a paw and shook it slightly... what... was this a hand? She picked up both of her paws and looked at them curiously, tilting her head from side to side, examining the new features. When she looked down at herself she nearly screamed.<br><br>Though still cat-sized, she looked like a small version of a human, covered in fur. What the hell was going on here? As she snuck out into the living room she did her best to hide herself, not wanting to see Corey in this new form of hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 19:41:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Daniel had spent some of that time preparing two massive pots of food, but busied himself while they cooled, not wanting to put them in their plastic containers while they were still that hot. The dishes were cleaned and some water was left for the pots and ladel later on, the fridge was cleared and the rubbish dragged outside. <br><br>When Meadow came slinking out, his back was to her, using what was left of the rice to stir a batch of pudding. While he heard her behind him, he did not turn around.<br><br>"Meadow? You up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 06:48:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At the sound of his voice she started, jumping out of her skin before running as fast as her legs would carry her to hide under the couch. Perching there awkwardly she made no response to the question, hoping that he would think she hadn't come out yet.<br><br>She would remain under the couch for several hours, too afraid to come out, drifting between sleep and wakefulness, all the while hoping that Daniel might retire to bed soon so she could find something with which to clothe herself. This was going to be a rather awkward day for Meadow, it seemed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cats Have Staff [Saffron &amp; Sabby]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 07:59:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't pursue her, letting her hide, completely oblivious to her changing. By morning, she would be into her fully fledged second form, and perhaps even able to transform back and forth. Stacking his fridge with the just finished work meals, he set down her food, and went about the other household chores, wanting the place to be clean for the start of the work week.<br><br>When she didn't come out for her dinner, he started to worry, but aside from peeking behind things and checking the door and windows, he left her to herself. She chose poorly with her hiding spot, however, as the few hours before he finally showered and went to sleep were spent gaming.
			</dd>
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