caughtinanetwork | 19 ♐ Video ♐ Horse-herding Cat

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[It's just like any other day for Darkleer. He's just locked himself away in his room for the most part while Summoner slumbers away on his bed. After his matesprit had been kidnapped by the Highblood, he's been even more reluctant to leave his side.]

[So he simply sits at his workbench, sketching out the designs for the hive next door that they are going to ~~steal~~ expand to.]

[Unfortunately, he has no idea that an oliveblooded cat is slowly making her way to him and shenanigans will happen...]

[Video]

[Some time after those shenanigans, Darkleer appears on the network.]

[A very sheepish Darkleer, as a matter of fact, his hand lowering after giving some of his long hair a firm nervous tug. His shoulders are kind of tense.]

Ahem. So.

[A pause. Suddenly, somewhere from off-screen, a pair of hands start to bat at his arm which only makes him shrink back a bit more. Anyone familiar with Disciple may be able to identify those hands and arms as hers.]

I'm doing it, I'm doing it-! Ngh. [A small sigh.] Is... there anyone who is free today who would like to do something?

...That is out of my respite block.

...And my hive.

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Fair enough.

...Do you have to be on my lap?

[She stops lapping at her ice cream at that, already down to the wafer of the cone, and turns her head so her cheek is pressed against his chest. Then she tilts back until she's looking up at him beseechingly. Doesn't he want her on his lap?]

...Of course you have to be on my lap.

[Suddenly regretting everything. Why did he let Disciple do this to him? Finishing his own bowl, he sets it to the side.]

Done?

Yesss!

[She snuggles him some more before devouring the rest of her cone (and making a mess of her face in the process.)]

Done now!

[Wow. That... sure is messy.]

Nepeta, stay still.

[Just going to take a handkerchief out of his sylladex and try to wipe her face, don't mind him.]

[She does, actually, lift her face towards him to be cleaned off. It's something both Pounce and Disciple have her well trained in.]

[Aaaaand done.]

Now we feed the quackbeasts, then?

Yes! Shall we feed them little bits of bread or big bits, Dadleer?

Little bits will be easier for them to eat. We wouldn't want to make it too difficult for them.

That's true! Okay, I'll cut up small pieces of bread and you tell me if they're the right size and then I'll catch the quackbeasts to feed them!

Alright, alright.

[He shifts slightly, holding it to her.]

Whenever you're ready.

[She frowns in concentration as she tears the bread up into small, hopefully edible-by-ducks pieces.]

Like this?

[He looks over it quickly before giving a nod.]

That should be good. Go on, then.

Yay! Heeeere, quackbeasts!

[Remember what she said about catching the ducks to feed them? Yes, that's exactly what she's flying off of Darkleer's lap to do now.]

Don't hurt them, Nepeta.

[But Darkleer will just sit here, watching her in faint amusement.]

I won't! I won't!

[Chasing ducks is apparently similar to chasing chickens, except even noisier and they manage to get away whenever they head into the water. Nepeta isn't going to get herself wet! But she isn't exactly trying very hard to be stealthy either, chasing after them and throwing bits of bread about to lure them in, laughing her head off. It's only sheer luck that has her managing to capture a rather placid duck in her arms and carry him over proudly to Darkleer.]

[Darkleer just watches her calmly, only ready to intervene if things look like they're going to go badly for the ducks. Fortunately, things seem alright, and Darkleer casually tilts his head to the side.]

Are you quite sure this is how you feed quackbeasts?

...it isn't?

[She looks down at the duck in her arms and it looks back up at her, letting out a quack.]

From what I understand, you are to encourage them to come to you with the food.

[That's just a guess, however. He doesn't really seem to care that much one way or another about it.]