cat calling ⊱ CLOSED
Konoe could sleep anywhere.
It was more comfortable to sleep inside and on a warm bed but he wasn't opposed to sleeping outside if he had to. He was a cat after all and could find comfort in the most curious of places. Which was the case as he lazed himself about in a tree on a sunny and warm day in Hive City. He had stretched himself out and hid himself among the brush and most wouldn't have noticed him if not for the swinging hooked tail that peeked out and swung from side to side in a gentle sway.
It was a surprisingly peaceful day, one of few that the Ribika had in the city or in his life as of late. Not that he could quite recall everything really -- his body however could definitely use this rest and he enjoyed every bit of this relaxation indulgence. This lasted about all of ten minutes as light little footsteps caused his cat ears to shift and twitch and the scent that caught his nose was almost familiar.
"Is someone. . .?"
Well, he didn't pay much attention to it, merely yawned and stretched himself out once more with his tail swaying comfortably. It'd be nice if he could just sleep here like this for hours and if no one were to interrupt him. Of course, Konoe didn't pay any mind or even come to think of the lithe and bubbly little blond that he had met informally a few times on the scene, potentially peeking up the tree to see the Sanga by now.
