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[mogget_cat]

The lake door opens suddenly, letting in a furious flurry of snow and a laughing not'cat, fresh from a rather criminally successful hunt in the forest. Those demon rabbits that had survived the initial onslaught had thought they were safe once they'd gotten back underground.

Silly rabbits. They had best start breeding early this year, to make up their numbers.

The snow is almost invisible on his white clothes and hair, melting and eventually evaporating into steam as Yrael flops with the grace of a smug, well-fed feline onto the couch in front of the fireplace. Just ignore the smudge of dark blood staining a bit of his white hair.

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[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

It's not quite all invisible - some of it is sloughing off, and some of that is sloughing off one one Other.

She cheerfully flings it back at him.

Augmented.

[mogget_cat]

There is a wet splat from the very comfortable couch.

And a yowl, yes (don't try to deny it, Yrael).

Then there is an eruption of steam, and eyes peering over the back of the couch to see who threw that.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

Katya stares back, unafraid.

"Don't dish it if you can't take it." She calls, brightly.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael waves at her, friendly and grinning.

Have a very personalized blizzard, Katya, down your shirt.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

Katya is not ashamed to call a yeowl a yeowl - the snowstorm is belatedly batted away with a gesture of her own, and she ices his undies for him.

Thoughtfully.

[mogget_cat]

What undies?

Yrael nearly falls off the couch. As it is, the quick reversion to his true form is putting the couch in danger of catching fire.

Katya's blizzard, however, follows her like paparazzi. All up in her personal space, and relentless.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

She has a quick answer to that.

A few moments later, Katya tackles Yrael, bringing her snowstorm with her.

[mogget_cat]

The Bright Shiner and the battle mage roll off the couch with the force of the impact, nearly breaking the coffeetable and most definitely spilling the bowl of fried paradoxes that had been sitting on top of it. The nearby waitrats squeak in disapproval as they fight.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

She has built herself a hasty shield, between his fire and her skin.

"Give over, already! You started it."

[mogget_cat]

"Did not! You threw snow at me first." his voice crackles as he falls half-into the fireplace.

Not that he notices.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

"You dropped snow on me!" She snaps back, frosting her hands over and smothering them over where his face would be.

[mogget_cat]

"After you threw snow at me," he reminds her, seeking to bite her hands with a jagged mouth as black as the abyss.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

"Before! When you..." She yalps, smacking him one with a frosted hand. "No biting, you child. You dripped snow on me first!"

[mogget_cat]

The Bright Shiner catches the hand trying to smack him, and seeks to pin it with the other. "Who is the child? You start fights you are unable to finish, because of a few drops of snow. Poor thing."

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

"I can finish it just fine, kitty-cat." She snaps, allowing the frost to creep up her captured hand to his.

[mogget_cat]

His hand is flame and chaos, and suffers no chill. If she is not quick, he will get hold of her ankle as well, and she may find herself flung across the bar.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

It's no good diving into the gloom - she's tried that on previous battles, and he lives up to his cat form - he is always there too. So she resorts to underhanded methods of control.

She turns on the sprinklers.

Just the ones over his head.

Flame and chaos, meet organized fire control.

[mogget_cat]

The Bright Shiner hisses in irritation, throwing himself sideways out of the sudden rain and taking her with him.

Poor coffeetable. It didn't deserve that.

[katyafeline.livejournal.com]

She?

Is laughing like a loon.

Totally ignoring the way the coffeetable splinters.

Cheerfully she hardens some of the water running about and wallops him with it.

[forgottenfeline]

Kyo is by the fire, wrapped up in a blanket. Rather than sit on the couch, he's nearly on the hearth. If he had a stick he'd be poking the fire with it. As it is he's simply lost in thought, his chin resting on one knee.

He doesn't notice Yrael, which just proves how deep in thought he is.

omgyou! *tackles*

[mogget_cat]

There are few thoughts deep enough to keep Yrael from noticing Kyo. That's why the not'cat is soon sitting up, calling, "Hey you. Yeah you, down in front. You're blocking all the warmth."

The mild ire in the words is totally undermined by the smile on Yrael's face, though.

Oh hai, fancy seeing you here.

[forgottenfeline]

Kyo blinks as he's brought out of his thoughts, but he turns quickly, giving Yrael a somewhat bleary smile. "Yeah, come and make me."

Like I'd be anywhere else! *HUGS*

[mogget_cat]

"What, actually get up when I could just lie here and complain loudly and obnoxiously?"

Yeah, he's getting up, and coming over to settle next to Kyo.

"Long time, no see, Kyo," Yrael smiles, bumping his shoulder against Kyo's.

*hugs!*

[forgottenfeline]

Kyo bumps back, leaning against Yrael in a companionable manner. "Yeah, I didn't get a door in here for a long time." He seems a bit damp, but it's raining back home, and snowing here. He's just not feeling up to snuff.

"How've you been?"

Re: *hugs!*

[mogget_cat]

With the fire before him and the Bright Shiner beside him, Kyo has his pick of two radiant heat-sources.

"I have been," he replies, cheerfully and with an air of self-satisfaction, "a verifiable malfeasant, a truant bartender and an all-around bad example to those younger than myself."

Which is just about everyone.

"Which is to say, I have been very well. What about you, Kyo?" Because Yrael is very close to ordering sashimi for them both.

[forgottenfeline]

He nods, listening. It's a nice change of pace to feel like he can be quiet for a while. "It's been raining all week back home." He says this with a fair amount of angst. "I keep turning into a cat at the end of the day, because I'm wiped out."

[mogget_cat]

Yrael makes a face, hearing about a whole week of rain. Sounds miserable.

"Sounds," he replies, bumping Kyo's shoulder lightly, "like you need a vacation."

Though if Yrael were to speak his true thoughts, he would say that Kyo could always use time away from such a poisonous family.

[forgottenfeline]

Kyo nods, shaking some wetness off his blanket. "Yeah. Yuki gets on my nerves ten times more when I'm tired. Wish I had enough energy to wipe that stupid smile off his face."

[mogget_cat]

"You will, when the weather is no longer keeping him safe," Yrael assures him, ordering a plate of sashimi for them both from a waitrat who had the bad luck to pass within reach.

"The weather here hasn't been very enjoyable, either, though the snow serves as surprisingly good camouflage when I am out hunting." Like earlier today.

[forgottenfeline]

Yrael gets a smile. "That's right. Stupid rat." He perks up a bit at the prospect of food. "It's knid of nice making the rats here do stuff for me."

He listens to Yrael talk about the snow, chuckling a little. "I think I'd stand out no matter what form I'm in. Here, away from the stupid people back home, it's kind of cool turning into a cat. At least here I have someone else who'll make it fun, instead of just making me run to be close to my pants."

[mogget_cat]

"I make the waitrats serve me as often as possible," he grins, comfortably.

It helps that he knows where their families are, and they know that he knows.

"The people who come here are much of the reason why I decided to stay, and not go back to my own world," he says, from one catty family pariah to another. "One doesn't come up against any preconceived biases, here. Or at least, not nearly so many."

[forgottenfeline]

"Yeah. I like it here. Missed it." He stretches out, yawning a little. "Hey, maybe after food we can go play in the snow. Maybe that'll help me wake up a little. Snow's not as bad as rain."

[mogget_cat]

"If you really need to wake up, I could throw you in the lake," he offers, all helpful smiles.

He's such a good friend!

[forgottenfeline]

Yrael, you'll have plenty of time to dodge this lazy swing. Kyo's not even trying, he knows he's too groggy to stand a chance.

But he does swing at Yrael, aiming vaguely for his upper body.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael laughs, dodging under the swing and half-tackling Kyo (gently, though!) into a hug.

So the not'cat has missed his brother. Sue him. Yrael won't say as much, of course, but he still wants Kyo to know.

[forgottenfeline]

Okay, maybe Kyo's okay with hugging. As long as it's manly.

He's missed Yrael a lot (he always does), so the opportunity to hug the not!cat is gladly taken.

He doesn't linger in it, though, and is soon sitting up again. "Are the other Sohmas still coming here?"

[mogget_cat]

"Not that I've seen," he answers with a smile.

No, Kyo. He did not 'accidentally' eat Momiji while on a demon-rabbit hunting trip. >_>