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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 9:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 9:59 pm
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It was summer in this hemisphere, and it was the perfect time, then, for Nicomalixca to treat herself to a little vacation. Since the purpose of her home was to serve as a waystation for travelers trapped by snow, she was only in operation during the snowy months. She intended to use summer as an opportunity to rest, explore, and perhaps renovate her cave. That could come later, though--August, perhaps. She'd stay in the highlands until the heather bloomed, then return home to her mountain pass. Until then...yes, this highland looked like it needed a full week to explore. Cool streams from the high mountains, tasting ever so slightly of peat, the gorse dotting the hills, the breeze ruffling her thick coat. With all of that fur, it felt like a warm day, though she supposed to others with thinner coats, it might be a cool one. The clouds certainly looked like it.
Nico moseyed down a path carved into the hills until she came across a narrow stream that gurgled and giggled. She smiled and flopped into the high grass, sprawling on the bank of the stream. Idly, she poked at some of the fish swimming by. Aye, this was the life, wasn't it? And...from the scent coming on the breeze...she wasn't the only one who agreed. She lifted her head from her position and blinked her mismatched eyes. A fire male was walking down the path. She smiled. She had a soft spot for fire cats--their fur was so thin that they needed extra protection in the winter. And they could go places she could never go.
"Hello there!" she called out.
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 10:06 pm
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Oh, a charmer was he? Well, Nico could stand charmers, so long as they weren't trying to rob her blind. She hardly had any possessions, so that was rarely if ever a danger. She had nothing for anyone to steal right now. She was safe from him. She gave the stranger a smile born from genuine warmth and sat up. He was a fine fellow, from the looks of it, and that rolling brogue was nice-sounding too. It sounded so merry, so jolly. "Well, if I knew I would meet a tom so charming as you, I would certainly have made the journey down to meet you," she said. She lifted a paw in the air. "I am Nicomalixca. But my friends call me Nico. I hope you can call me that too," she added.
She looked him over and noted his scent. Like all fire cats, he smelled a bit like char and a bit like sulfur. Not so much as to be offensive, but enough to mark his tribe clear and plain. This one, too, had a touch of a dusty smell, certainly not one from around here. Scrubland, maybe? She wasn't sure. Probably somewhere she'd never been to. "May I know the joy of your name?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 8:05 am
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Nico lowered her paw and smiled at the fire tom's bow. His wink was sort of cute. Nico was not a flirt by nature, and she hadn't met any yet, but she knew what it was, and she knew how to recognize it when it was going on. "Well, if I'd known I would meet a dashing tom like you down here, I might have made my way here sooner. And do not worry about that. I always visit my friends again." Cinead Forsyth. A very long name! Of course, she'd heard of people with two names. She didn't really understand why they had them--especially if the only ever used one. Was it to differentiate them from other people with the same part name? A question to ask much later, when there was less of a chance of offending him. Nico could wait; there was no rush whatsoever, and there was plenty more conversation to be had before she had to start asking personal questions like that.
"Oh, I can't imagine someone as talented as you with your words messing up my name. You make my name sound quite nice." The dark mask over his eyes moved, and it was amazing how expressive it was. The contrast of his dark ears and mask with his lighter-colored fur was a pleasing combination, she had to admit. "I would love to have some company, Cin. I just came down to the highlands to enjoy the summer. I haven't been down here since around the time I was carved, and I didn't get a good opportunity to explore it then. Are you from around here, maybe?" There was something of peat in his voice, something of heather and gorse. Something, in fact, that sounded like the highlands felt. It seemed like an odd place for a fire tom, though--it was a bit too chilly for them to stand for very long, from what she understood of them.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 12:30 pm
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"I like to visit my friends when I can. I quite like the sensation of having friends--fills up something warm inside of me." Her smile then was rueful. "I'm afraid I can't visit often, though, just in the summer. I have duties in the mountains during the winter. And I'm afraid your desert home would be quite inaccessible to me--though I suppose I could shave my fur off." She gave her thick coat a thoughtful glance. It would feel strange--very strange. Uncomfortable at first, but she thought it would make travel easier. Besides, she could use her own fur to spin into yarn and make blankets out of it, and that was a fine idea indeed, from her point of view! She certainly shed enough already that she could...well, anyway.
"There are hills down towards the lowlands--perhaps they would be more hospitable for visits." She shrugged. "I know of them only by reputation, however. My guests have traveled much further than I have." But before she could elaborate, her rueful smile turned into a big grin. "Let's explore, friend Cinead!" She gave her pelt a shake and leapt onto a nearby boulder. "Which direction?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2015 9:46 am
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