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[coineater]

BLACK CAT

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[un: gatto]

(note: cat is unfamiliar with this level of technology/accessible communication, and icly takes a bit of time to respond.)

(for action, he lives in a smaller than
average hill house.)

. action | text | voice | video .

© EFRYNDIEL

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[coineater]

[He nearly stumbles into the gifts -- even with his mask, his vision isn't perfect -- but thankfully with his adjusting to the fox's presence, he's getting better about checking the ground before he commits to his steps in and around his little hill-bound home.

Leaning against to door handle to stabilize himself, Cat takes a quick scan of the area before letting himself crouch down to investigate. As safe as things have been -- kidnapping, magic-induced mood swings, and temporary amnesia aside -- there's only so much he can do about the discomfort he feels without his sister at his side. From his visits, the fox will have learned that he isn't seen frequently without his mask and full attire, even on his own. Really, there wasn't much point without heat or running water.]

For me? Aren't you a generous one. [The only hesitation he has in gathering everything up is to make sure he's treating it with care. There's no real way of knowing, but Black Cat doesn't look disgusted by the gift. He recognizes the dead bird as thoughtful.

Still, that poses a question he didn't want to ponder anytime soon. If this is for helping him, then that meant this wasn't for that widespread gift exchange. What's with all the gifts? Surely it can't be like this all the time.

Whatever. He enjoys the funny little fox. Moving everything to one hand, he reaches out with his other to offer some scritches under the chin.] Who wouldn't want to help a handsome, friendly fellow like you? You and I, we make good company, don't we? I know I like having you around.

[He speaks a little more quickly than usual, and more. The fox has put him in a better mood.]

But my belly's a bit bigger than yours, and this won't do if I'm looking to cook for two. I was about to head to the markets to pick up some more food. Want to come with? My treat -- I got a nice discount around the place.

[foundfamiliar]

[ Seeing that his gift was well received, the fox is feeling pretty full of himself. He likes Black Cat. Most people wouldn't see the value in a dead bird and a bunch of flowers with the dirty roots still attached, but Cat does. Cat gets him, in a way that nobody else here really seems to.

At the invitation to go visit the market, the fox does a big stretch, then pads back towards the path towards town, pausing to turn and look back at Cat. ]

How'd you manage to get a discount?

[coineater]

[The flowers and bird are set on his table before he's returning to the door and closing it behind himself.]

Lots of practice.

[He raises a hand and wiggles his fingers for emphasis. Stealing isn't his favorite, actually, but all's fair when you need to survive. His stolen foods from the castle earlier in the month have all been eaten, outside of something from his own world that wasn't exactly for everyday meals.]

It works better with a partner. Lucky me.