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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merebaise was pleased to see her pet up and about. If had been sick for much longer, she would have been forced to kill him to take him out of his misery and thin the herd. This was much easier.

But staying in the room and looking after him for so long had given her cabin fever. She felt the need to explore her new surrounding and find out who she would have to beat up to become Queen of this dump.

_{[[OOC: For anyone (and any pets) who wish to meet the OMGSCARYKITTY!]]}

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[nadiathesaint]

Furrball ran by with a blue teddy bear clutched in his jaws, then screeched to a halt when he saw Merdebaise. He dropped the bear at her feet.

//My lady! You are looking more glorious than ever before!//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//...What the hell is this?//

[nadiathesaint]

//A bear, my Lady! I am going to tree it for you!//

The teddy bear lay inert at her feet.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//...This is a toy. A kitten could tree it, provided that it had a decent throwing neck/jaw.//

[nadiathesaint]

Furrball blinked, confused. Toy? Then how had it beaten--

Furrball was never, ever going to mention that.

//It was the only bear I could find.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

If cats could sigh, Merdebaise would be doing it right now. //Did you try going outside?//

[nadiathesaint]

Ohhh, Furrball couldn't do that. Nadia would sulk. And when Nadia sulked, bad things happened.

He wasn't going to mention that, either.

//Um, no?//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//There are bears out there. Once you've treed three real bears, come talk to me.//

[nadiathesaint]

Furrball wibbled. //But-but . . . my Lady. . . .//

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson is poking around.

Not doing anything wrong.

Or being a bad little monkey.

Just scampering along.

As per usual.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Again, an almost sigh. //Yes, blue one?//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//You! Tree climber! What do you call yourself?//

[nadiathesaint]

//Surely there's some . . . other way to win your affections?// Furrball shamelessly batted his eyelashes at her.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Luckily for both of them, Mr. Neilson speaks her language.

//Unfortunately, I do not have a name in your language lady.//, he says in Cat.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//My affections? What do you wish, my favor or the rite to mate with me?//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Very well then, I shall name you. I dub thee Tree Climber Who Speaks the High Language. Or TCWSHL.//

It makes sense in Cat.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

//You are to kind.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//I know,// Merdebaise said, //Do you belong to any of the walking apes here?//

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

//I am here with my Strong-Mother who is not a tree-climber but does climb trees when the mood strikes her.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Strong-mother? Intriguing. I must meet this Strong-mother.//

[nadiathesaint]

Furrball gave a kitty grin. //Both?//

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim had managed to make it to the third floor common room after his meeting with Berthold (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/691462.html?thread=45672198#t45672198). He now exited, still in pajama pants and t-shirt (Flatbush High Drug Free Zone), a glass of orange juice in his hand.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

//Shouldn't be hard, she lives right there.// Mr. Neilson said pointing at 504.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Well, if you wish to mate with me, you must prove yourself strong enough to be worthy to sire my children. If you want my affection, then I suggest doing my bidding.//

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

//Ah, the Red One? Is she strong?//