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Apr 22, 2007 14:58:06 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 14:58:06 GMT -5
((Characters: Burelle, Demeter, Munkustrap, Plato, Tumblebrutus
Thread Summary: Demeter makes a visit to the junkyard, where Tumble stops her, not recognizing her at first. Plato then jumps on Tumble's back, and the brothers tussle. Tumble fills Deme in on everything that's happened in the junkyard since her last visit.
On her way to the piano, Demeter gets scared by something and thinks it's Macavity. Munkustrap and Tumble come running to check on her. Munkustrap then brings Deme back to the piano.))
Demeter slowly crawled into the familiar land, cautiously spinning 'round, checking that nobody was following her. She shuddered as a chilly wind blew against her.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:02:49 GMT -5
Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 22, 2007 15:02:49 GMT -5
"Hey!" Tumblebrutus trotted through the yard, lifting his paws as high as he could to move easier through the snow. "You there, who... oh, hey Demeter." He sat back, rubbing the back of his head with a paw. "I didn't recognize you at first. How've you been?"
While Munkustrap stayed in the piano with the kittens, watching over them, Tumble had taken it upon himself to patrol the junkyard borders and make sure no threats entered and no injured cats went unaided. Occasionally, Munkustrap would come out to help, but the silver tabby seemed more fixated on the newborn kittens and their pretty mother than the fence.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:04:59 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 15:04:59 GMT -5
Demeter whirled around and hissed, soon recoiling when she reconised Tumblebrutus. "I've been.. fine." she breathed, still in shock from hearing someone near.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:08:42 GMT -5
Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 22, 2007 15:08:42 GMT -5
Tumble held up his paws to show he wasn't going to hurt Demeter, fully aware of the queen's skittish nature. "Whoa, it's okay." He pointed back toward the piano, the cats' winter den. "Munkustrap's in the piano, if you're looking for him. He's been helping Burelle with her kittens. Bombalurina's also there, along with Quaxo, Cassandra, Jellylorum, Pouncival, Jemima, Etcetera, Electra... and I think Alonzo's still there, and Tugger." Tumble flicked his tail, trying to think if he missed anyone. "All the others are still in their own dens." Belatedly, he realized that Demeter might not know who Burelle was.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:11:41 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 15:11:41 GMT -5
"Who?" she wrinkled her nose and then sighed, "Have I missed much?" I ceratinly hope not... she thought to herself.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:12:20 GMT -5
Post by [scean] on Apr 22, 2007 15:12:20 GMT -5
Plato stalked up behind the fence where his little brother sat, a tiny, viscious smile on his face. The tomcat held a paw to his lips as he spotted Demeter, indicating to her not to let Tumble move, and not to tell him that Plato was approaching. Ahh, the snow was perfect for stalking; his fur may not have blended in well, but he could easily muffle his footsteps from the ears of his 'prey'... which, right now, happened to be his little brother. His ears fell flat against his head as he neared the fence, still grinning as he prepared to pounce.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:14:39 GMT -5
Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 22, 2007 15:14:39 GMT -5
"Burelle," Tumblebrutus repeated. "She's new... she's been here about a week. She's really pretty, big and red. She's an older queen, though. Munkustrap keeps smacking toms who get too close and telling them not to flirt with her, but Admetus thinks that's because Munkustrap likes..." Oops. Probably shouldn't finish that in front of Demeter, who everyone knew loved Munkustrap. "Anyway, she showed up pregnant, and she had her kittens recently. Five of them. The sixth one was stillborn." Tumblebrutus shifted his weight, his ears perking up. He thought he heard something... but no, it was probably just the wind.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:19:20 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 15:19:20 GMT -5
Demeter frowned as she spotted Plato, rolling her eyes, she folded her arms across her chest.
She nodded but looked a little disorientated at 'likes', what had Munkustrap been up to? "I'm terribly sorry for her about her kitten".
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Apr 22, 2007 15:21:21 GMT -5
Post by [scean] on Apr 22, 2007 15:21:21 GMT -5
Plato smirked when he heard his brother's stumble in his words, and curled his lips into a wider grin. He pounced, tackling Tumble into the snow and pinning him to the ground. "HEY baby brother!" he laughed, rolling off the younger cat and sitting on the ground. "Evening, Demeter." he said, giving the queen a nod of his head. "How goes everything? Haven't seen you in a while."
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Apr 22, 2007 15:23:14 GMT -5
Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 22, 2007 15:23:14 GMT -5
"We all are," Tumble said, nodding before demonstrating his namesake with an ungraceful tumble into the snow. "ACK!" As he sat up, spitting out snow, he shook his paw at his brother. "Plato, you Pollicle! That wasn't funny!"
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Apr 22, 2007 15:24:13 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 15:24:13 GMT -5
Demeter screeched and jumped back, her eyes wide. She hadn't expected that. "I... uh.." she stammered and couldn't finish her sentence.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:26:57 GMT -5
Post by [scean] on Apr 22, 2007 15:26:57 GMT -5
Plato laughed at the other tom and smirked a little. "Was too," he argued, before turning back to Demeter and giving her a charming grin. "Did I scare you?" he asked, his ears falling back a little. "Sorry."
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Apr 22, 2007 15:28:55 GMT -5
Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 22, 2007 15:28:55 GMT -5
"Was not." Tumble scooped up a pawful of snow and flung it at Plato. "Demeter agrees with me, she didn't think it was funny either!"
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Apr 22, 2007 15:29:22 GMT -5
Post by Vemela on Apr 22, 2007 15:29:22 GMT -5
"No, it wasn't.." she looked away from them both.
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Apr 22, 2007 15:32:27 GMT -5
Post by [scean] on Apr 22, 2007 15:32:27 GMT -5
"Psh. You're just mad 'cause I'm bigger than you, Tumble." Plato murmured, returning a throw back to his brother. He looked over to Demeter and tilted his head to the side. "You okay, D?" he asked, biting his lip. "You seem sad or something."
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