Written in the Stars

a moon or two had passed since minou had arrived on the shores of new orleans. somehow, she had wandered to this lovely area full of fresh faces. they didn't smell or talk like the cats from europe, so she had difficulty when it came to finding somewhere to stay for the night. the swamp and forests were taken up by some nonsense called a "clan". anywhere else was a hit or miss, either sleep somewhere unsafe, or fight someone to stake your claim. the two-legs were a lot ruder here, too. this was rather unfortunate, as she had come from a long way and she knew it would be hard to find a way back. nevertheless, she was positive she would find her footing eventually.

there was one place nearby the city that she would often sleep if she was too tired to trek very far. what was it called in english...  oh, a graveplace. the place where two-legs go after they die, yes. her english was getting better, but it was not perfect by any means. she slunk along the iron fence and tried her best to not attract any unnecessary attention. she was tired and had one goal- sleep. the ragdoll she-cat spotted a tree with enough room facing away from the sunrise for her to comfortably sleep in. however, as she approached, she realized it was occupied. she was determined this was the perfect spot to sleep for tonight, so she decided to do what she did best, manipulate cats into getting her way.

"ah, bonne soirée. parlez-vous français?" _{(ah, good evening. do you speak french?)} she meowed, letting out a pitiful yawn.

☽HOUND☾
he/him ☼ rogue

hound had almost finished collecting enough moss to make a nest for the night- he needed quite a lot to accommodate such a large cat- when he heard the sound of footsteps nearby. he tensed slightly, not wanting to be ambushed in the middle of the night, but assumed that it was just another one of those strange loners that he would often encounter in the cemetery, talking about the stars and ghosts and whatnot. typically, such cats didn't bother him- they were either friendly or too intimidated to talk to him, thus, he continued to gather his moss.

yet, the thick-furred tabby was once again interrupted when the feline he had sensed earlier appeared behind him, speaking in a strange tongue that he hadn't heard before. it definitely wasn't english, was all hound could confirm, and he definitely didn't understand what was being asked, "what?" he slanted his green eyes, fur prickling. the fluffy she-cat before him didn't look like a threat, but he could never be too certain, "did you want something?" he asked, flicking an ear.

notes;; n/a
tags;; aelita 🌷

this tom, clearly, did not speak french. she frowned, and looked downwards. she didn't like speaking english if it wasn't necessary, as it just didn't sound right to her. she had a dislike for american accents altogether. however, she would have to in order to claim this lovely sleeping spot. she had come a long way from the city, it was getting late, and she was getting tired. this french she-cat is not to be messed with while she was tired.

"ah. err... myself in need of... to slept this place. okay?" she meowed confidently, striding closer to the tom. she was certain this translation was perfect and he would definitely understand right away. she may be fluent in french, but body language was her specialty. minou gave him a smile, and an ever-so subtle bat of the eyelashes. he was quite attractive to her, but she was more interested in the moss bedding he had so neatly set up.

☽HOUND☾
he/him ☼ rogue

a small smirk appeared on hound's face as he listened to the she-cat speak- her english was rather broken, but she sounded confident in her words. he gave a nod of approval, yet wasn't happy with her response. he had found this spot by himself for himself and wasn't about to give it up so easily, especially not at this time of night.

yet, not wanting to be too mean, the tabby tom sighed and decided to give her the choice of two options, "not alone," hound grumbled with a flick of his ear, "you either let me stay here and sleep nearby or get out of my sight." of course, he didn't want to put a fellow outsider's life at risk, but he knew he had to value his own more.

notes;; n/a
tags;; aelita 🌷

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MINOU
she/her ✧ loner

from what she could understand, she had two options. stay here with him, or fight. he was a handsome tom. however, she was far too tired to try and flirt, and she wasn't in the mood for company. "no." she sternly meowed, lashing her tail back and forth. "i need to sleep this place. you go." he did not appear friendly, not in the slightest. she had to play her cards right to claim this comfy spot. with a pout of a lip, she lifted her paw with a begging motion.

"please?"

notes;; minou would like to roll for charisma /j
tags;; smith

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