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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 21:49:36 GMT -5
Munkustrap's eyes widened slightly. "Did you escape, or did they let you out?" If Pouncival escaped, there was a chance (a slim one) that the humans would invade the junkyard looking for him, and then, if that happened, that Pounce would be taken and never returned. Munkustrap remembered a time when Tugger escaped to the junkyard for two weeks. His poor humans had been in tears as they searched the place, disrupting everyone's peace and quiet (and their dens). Munkustrap had eventually shoved a sniggering Tugger out in their path.
Tugger's humans, at least, didn't try to keep him prisoner. He had them too well-trained.
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Post by orangekittencream on Apr 7, 2007 21:58:35 GMT -5
Pounce glared at the giggling Princess. It was not funny. He huffed and then looked up at the worried Munkus. That made him laugh just a little. The Tom kitten rolled on his stomach, feeling somewhat playful again.
"No, Munkus, they let me out. Problems with Pollicle."
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Post by Arya on Apr 7, 2007 21:59:59 GMT -5
Cassandra peeked in on the group. She had been listening for a few moments.
"You where catnaped by humans?" She asked the kitten raising an eyebrow at this interesting peace`of gossip.
"I belonged to a human once, the poor thing died." She said flicking a bug off her coat as she made her way in.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 22:00:41 GMT -5
"Good," Munkustrap said, leaning over to tickle Pouncival's stomach. "Ask Tugger some time to tell you the story of when he escaped his humans. I'm sure he'd do a better job telling it than I would." He looked up and gave Cassandra a smile as she joined the group. With the Queen around, perhaps the kittens wouldn't ask him to play.
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Post by orangekittencream on Apr 7, 2007 22:07:20 GMT -5
Pounce giggled and rolled, getting away from the Leader. Tugger! He'd have an excuse to talk to Tugger! Amazing. He grinned and jumped up, about to tackle the older male when Cassie sauntered in. He tried to smile to be polite, but the Tom kitten just didn't like the Queen all that much. She was. . . Scary.
So he opted instead to jump up next to Munkustrap and Jemima, purring and batting at Munkus' tail.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 22:15:03 GMT -5
Munkustrap saw Pouncival preparing to pounce and pulled back slightly, tensing up, preparing for the pain of a kitten attack. He had never been more grateful for Cassandra's presence when she interrupted the pounce and Pouncival just landed safely next to him, instead of on top of him. He flicked his tail away from Pouncival's paws, watching the kitten, and began to play with him, teasing him by moving just the tip of his tail until the last minute, and then twitching it away.
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Post by [scean] on Apr 7, 2007 23:00:06 GMT -5
Plato finally freed himself from Jellylorum's healing grasp, and with a polite thank you and a little smile, he was out of the nursery dresser and back in the Junkyard, in the fresh air. Though his injuries still hurt him from where Macavity's henchcat had attacked him, Plato could move with relative ease and he wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been when they'd first come back. The brown-patched tom glanced to his side, spotting other cats on the hood of the TSE 1, but he decided not to pay them a visit - after all, he could see them any time of the day. Instead, Plato went to look for his little brother. Since he and Munkustrap were both down for the count for a while to let their injuries heal, the tom figured Tumblebrutus would be guarding [or attempting to guard] the Junkyard along with Alonzo and... well, whoever else happened to have taken that job. The tom stretched his arms and legs carefully before starting for the gate of the Junkyard, heading for the edges of the Jellicle territory. ----- Quaxo eventually pulled himself from his own den, where he'd gone after he'd been convinced to let Munkustrap escape the den despite his injuries. He brushed down some of the fur that had been ruffled from sleep and stretched, vaguely spotting a few cats on top of the broken car at the back of the Junkyard. The young tom shrugged to himself before prancing over to the car, leaping onto the hood and taking a seat on the opposite side of Munkustrap from Pouncival. He decided to stay quiet, curling his legs beneath himself and leaning back against the piles of junk behind him.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 23:07:15 GMT -5
Munkustrap smiled over at Quaxo as the younger tom joined him on the car. "Look, Quaxo, I'm not over-exerting myself, just like I promised. I'm only playing with the kittens." He flicked his tail out of Pouncival's grasp again.
Tumblebrutus was on the far side of the junkyard from the main entrance, pacing back and forth in front of a hole in the fence. As the hole was pointing into Jellicle territory, it was usually only used by cats, but every now and then a nasty-sized rat or small Pollicle would try to get in. As the least-experienced cat among the guardians, Tumblebrutus was offten assigned this post. He had become very familiar with the hole and the cats who used it. Very rarely did anything exciting happen back here, but Munkustrap had told him once how he had shirked his own duties when he had the hole-guard, and three Pollicle puppies came in and nearly tore up Bombalurina and Demeter before the other cats got them out. Tumble swore he would never let that happen on his watch.
Still, hole-guard was probably the most boring position in the tribe. He thought that with both Munkustrap and Plato resting their injuries, he might get a better post...
But no. Hole-guard was an important job, and he should be proud to support his tribe in this way. With a firm nod, Tumblebrutus sat down on top of a twisted piece of metal, focused on the fence.
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Post by Shannon on Apr 7, 2007 23:09:00 GMT -5
Bombalurina followed Cassandra. "Good evening everyone," she said, sitting gracefully. "Jemima! I'm so glad you're alright! Jellylorum told me about the allergic reaction." The red queen jumped up and sat beside Jemima, licking her head. "Poor thing."
Jemmy shrugged. "I'm okay." She leaned into Bombalurina. "Although it was icky, icky, icky!"
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Post by Arya on Apr 7, 2007 23:11:58 GMT -5
Cassie cought a sight of Plato and not wanted to be snuck bored to tears here she got up and went after him. "Hello Plato." She said smoothly nodding her head towards him. Her b;ue eyes looked him up and down. "Jelly let you go already?" She asked her eyes resting on one wound in his back. "What did Macavity do to you? I havn't heard what happened yet, I didn't get there soon enough to see the fight. I just saw Munky stratching a cats brains out." She said frowning at the memory.
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Post by [scean] on Apr 7, 2007 23:19:01 GMT -5
Quaxo laughed a little, glancing over to Munkustrap and shaking his head slowly. "Good," he murmured, resting his head back against the junk again and closing his eyes. He scooted a bit closer to Munkustrap, but didn't touch him. ----- Plato glanced to his side when he heard Cassandra's voice, and grinned at her a little, scratching at the back of his neck. "Yeah, she did," he murmured, shrugging a little and still looking around for Tumble. "Uh, well, I went after this cat who had taken Teazer and Jerrie and I attacked him, but he pinned me down and, well... yeah." Plato yawned a little and stretched his arms to the sky, then turned back toward the fence of the Junkyard. "Listen, Cass, I'm gonna go find Tumble." he said quietly, smirking at her. Maybe she'd follow. Who knew. Plato spotted his little brother through the little hole in the gate. An awful idea entering his head, the spotted tom snuck toward the hole and stopped just inside it. He giggled to himself, then popped his head out quickly, hoping to frighten the younger cat. "Hey, baby brother." he said coolly, going through the hole and leaning on the outside of the fence. Plato looked over to his brother, laughing a little. "Having fun?"
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 23:26:37 GMT -5
Tumblebrutus fell off his perch, catching himself neatly, though, and flipping in the air to land on all four paws, his fur puffed out and eyes wide. "Great Everlasting - !" He couldn't bring himself to finish the curse, though. "Plato! What do you think you're doing!? I could have killed you!"
Well... actually... to have almost killed Plato, that would have required him to get his claws out and jump at Plato, not just jump a foot in the air. He looked down, embarrassed, and tried to smooth his fur again. "That wasn't very nice."
Munkustrap looked up at Bombalurina with a fond smile, watching her with Jemima. He wondered, not for the first time, what sort of mother she'd make, or if she had kittens on her mind. More kittens in the yard could be very fun. Electra, Etcetera, and Jemima were all finishing their first year. New litters might come in the spring. He smiled at the thought.
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Post by Arya on Apr 7, 2007 23:35:16 GMT -5
Cassandra followed after Plato. She burst into a laugh when Tumble fell off his post. "It may not be nice but it is funny." She stated laughing a bit more. She was going into flirt mood, which one should she flirt with though? She looked at both of the toms then smile, whichever one smiled at her first. Yup that would work. Flirting with Alonzo was fun, but just not enough. When Tugger or someone like him was standing infront of you anyone would flirt. IT was just how Cassandra lived her life. Flirting.
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Post by [scean] on Apr 7, 2007 23:39:27 GMT -5
Plato laughed again when Tumblebrutus fell off the post, covering his mouth a little. He glanced at Cassandra, noticing she'd followed them, then turned his head back up to his little brother. "Tumble, I scared you. Admit it." he teased, smirking at his brother and shaking his head slowly. "You couldn't kill a mouse." Although, Tumble could if he really wanted to do it. The younger cat was quite a lot tougher than he looked.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 7, 2007 23:42:36 GMT -5
Tumble growled at Plato, swiping at him with his claws (though he didn't actually hit him. Plato was still hurt, after all). "That's not true! I could beat you in a fight..." He flicked his tail back and forth angrily, glancing over at Cassandra but not quite meeting her eyes. He didn't know how to act around the queens that he hadn't grown up with. True, Cassandra was his age, but she had lived with a human for most of their kittenhood.
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