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Ahhh I love ur writing!! Can I get Malleus, Leona and Azul's reaction to a cat following them around all day and being super affectionate with them only to find out the cat is not a stray but actually you (bc Ace and Grim messed up and you got turned into a cat) thx!!
A Cat-aclysm!
Malleus does take kindly to small things. Especially if itās been nuzzling up to him the entire day. A feline of dubious origin, with a rather soft coat of fur. He would know. It seemed content, rubbing against his leg as he sat.
Kneeling down, Malleus slips his hands under the catās front paws. Lifting it up carefully, staring into its eyes.
āWhat are you doing, little one?ā
A slow blink, before the catās jaws swung open in a yawn. It gazed at Malleus, eyes clouded with sleepiness. Leaning itās head into Malleusās hands, purring in delight.
A rather affectionate creature. Perhaps Malleus will keep it around for awhile. This Feline amuses him.
Malleus lifts the cat up, cradling it close to his chest. Prefect does have experience with these creatures. Heāll drop by Ramshackle dorm for a tip or two.
āPREFECT!ā A yowl, before a blur of grey rammed into Malleusā boots. Flames of blue crackle, as the assailant glanced upwards. A grey cat with fire blooming out of his ears, dancing with the winds. Grim, of Ramshackle Dorm.
His eyes light up in recognition.
āHornton! Ugrh, of course they went straight for you.ā
Stretching out his paws, Grim beckons at the cat.
āCome on, Prefect. We got the restoration potion up and runningā¦ at least, Ace thinks he has.ā
A moment of silence, as Malleus attempts to comprehend the situation. He peers down at the cat in his hands, before turning his gaze on Grim, a million questions apparent in his eyes.
Grim crossed his paws, before letting out a huff of annoyance.
āThat right there would be my sidekick. Just a lilā potion mishap, but weāll fix āem right up! So if youāll excuse usā¦ā
Positioning himself above you, Grim bites down carefully. Picking you up by the scruff of your neck, he storms off.
Malleus watches you two, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. Really, itās much like watching a mother cat and her kitten. Itās adorable. Youāre adorable.
Honestly? Malleus wouldnāt mind if you took to cuddling with him in your human form. As endearing as you are as a feline, he much prefers your arms around his.
Cats are elegant creatures, are they not? Prancing around with their head held high. Soft, gentle footfalls with their padded paws. Such sly, observant eyes as well!
Of course, those points didnāt really apply to theā¦ creature under his desk. Lying on itās back, baring itās furry stomach for all to see. It was a cat, the same way a wolf was considered to be related to a pug.
Curling itās paws upwards, the cat seemed happy to bat at the loose ends of his coat. Azul watches with an apprehensive gaze. Heās not too sure how a cat managed to sneak in Mostro Lounge. Of course, it could be a prank by one of the Leeches. However, this seemed a little mild, for a prank by them.
Especially with a creature as.. cute as it was. Rolling around on the ground, the catās eyes meet his. A yowl of delight, before it slid over to his legs. Wrapping itself around Azulās ankle, the cat settled onto its hunches. Each purr rumbled from the cravens of its chest, ticking Azulās skin.
Despite himself, Azul couldnāt stop himself for reaching down. He rubs the catās head, humming to himself. Business do regard beckoning cats as bringer of good fortune, no?
His office was rather empty as of late. He wouldnāt mind terribly, taking this cat in his careā¦
A thundering crash.
Azulās door was swung open, nearly flying off its hinges. A student dashed forward, hoisting the cat up from the ground. Holding it close to his chest, Ace heaved a sigh of relief. Although that relief soon turned into frustration, with the cat wiggling in his arms in a bid for freedom.
āTrappola, I must ask the meaning of this intrusion-ā
A dismissal wave from Ace.
āThis lilā critter would be dear Prefect. They got into a littleā¦ mishap. Thanks for looking after them, though.ā
With a half-hearted salute of appreciation, Ace slinked out of the office. Muffled protests and threats could be heard from the outside, with Ace threatening to drown you in the antidote.
Azul watches you two leave, with a somewhat melancholy smile playing on his lips. To think that you would be so affectionate to himā¦ itās sweet. Really.
Leona does not take kindly to anyone who dares interrupt his naps. Heās spent his day scouting for that spot, perfectly warmed by the sun, but still somewhat shaded. A comfortable balmy temperature, just right for him to shut his eyes and drift off into slumberā¦
Who did this cat think it was? Curling up under his arm, fluffy head rubbing into his skin. Tail swishing in annoyance, Leona responses to its advances with a growl. A guttural one, from deep in his chest.
The cat perked itās head up, and gave him a stare of displeasure. A no-nonsense face, strangely reminiscent of a certain prefect.
Really now, how bold of it. Looking at him, the prince of the afterglow savanna straight in the eye. His hand creeps behind the cat, picking it by the scruff of its neck. A mewl of surprise, before it spat at Leona.
A chuckle, before Leona lifted the cat up into the air. Holding it above his lips, his jaws opened, snapping playfully under the catās body. It tended up immediately, whimpering quietly.
āThatās better, you lilā runt. You know your place.ā A drawl, dripping with mockery. He watched the cat wiggle about within his clutches. What do you know, this little guy had some fight in it. Leona could respect that.
He releases the cat, letting it fall against his stomach with a plop. Reaching up, Leona scratches the scalp of its head absentmindedly. He strokes the cat, sighing. It was a comfortable weight on his chest, warm to the touch. Much like a blanket, settling around Leonaās soul.
A snort, before Leona settles back down. Guess he doesnāt mind keeping a little kitty around. His eyelids flutter back shut.
Before the obnoxious sounds of leaves rustling finally wears down his patience. Leona gets up, snarling at whoever dared to tread on the grass. A startled yelp, before a student creeped forward. With an apologetic smile, Deuce emerged from the bushes.
āSorry about that,Leonaā¦ā a pause, before Deuceās eyes widen.
āPrefect? There you are!ā Duece takes a knee, before pulling you into his arms. You hiss weakly, but curl into his arms without a struggle.
Leona raises an eyebrow. Prefect? That mangy cat? Odd, but not improbable.
āPrefect got intoā¦ an accident in potions. They turned into a catā¦ but weāve got a cure all ready to go. Theyāll be back to normal in no time!ā With a slight bow to Leona, Deuce turns to take his leave.
A hand wraps around Deuceās arm.
āWait.ā A single word. Spoken with all the authority of a king issuing his orders.
As if his feet grew roots, Deuce froze on the spot. That second of hesitation was all Leona needed. Fishing you out of Deuceās arms, Leona opted to sling you over his shoulders. A purr of joy, before you buried your head into the crook of his neck.
āIāll come with you. I have my doubts about your.. self proclaimed ācureā, Deuce.ā
Leona doesnāt want to let you go.
At least, not so soon.
By offering to help, heāll be able to hold you, even if itās just for a bit longer.
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