Oh, that... no, that would be a bad idea, kitty. I do not have... well.
[There was no home for Frumpkin to go to with him. Bren barely knew what he was doing next, and he would not condemn an animal, especially so cute and clever a cat as Frumpkin. He blinked briefly at the moonlight. As much as the moon ruled his life, and ruined it in many ways, it was also a comforting presence, regular and eternal in its waxing and waning.
He hesitated as this man dismounted, taking a small step back, his hold on the cat tightening as if Frumpkin were a security blanket. Closer now, he could see this stranger's face better, and he was beautiful -- like some fairytale creature stepped into the world and made real, sharp cheekbones and perfectly carved features. And again that flicker of familiarity before it was smothered by the programmed pain that chased it.
The question caught him off guard.] I... no, I do not. But I will manage, I'm sure.
[Why was his hart beating so far? And why did it ache?]
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Date: 2023-03-08 02:28 am (UTC)[There was no home for Frumpkin to go to with him. Bren barely knew what he was doing next, and he would not condemn an animal, especially so cute and clever a cat as Frumpkin. He blinked briefly at the moonlight. As much as the moon ruled his life, and ruined it in many ways, it was also a comforting presence, regular and eternal in its waxing and waning.
He hesitated as this man dismounted, taking a small step back, his hold on the cat tightening as if Frumpkin were a security blanket. Closer now, he could see this stranger's face better, and he was beautiful -- like some fairytale creature stepped into the world and made real, sharp cheekbones and perfectly carved features. And again that flicker of familiarity before it was smothered by the programmed pain that chased it.
The question caught him off guard.] I... no, I do not. But I will manage, I'm sure.
[Why was his hart beating so far? And why did it ache?]