January 19th, Morning. 3am-9am
Late into the night, and some time early morning dark and silence fell over Zynn?s greenhouse. Within, there were three sleeping forms. One human, and two feline. Zynn had fallen asleep at her desk, cheek pressed against papers with ink that left faint prints on the skin pressed against them. Over on the bed Mage was curled up on one corner, and on the other that was at a diagonal from him, giving him a respectable distance was Sparks.
From one small little crack in a window left ajar seeped a thick purple fog. From the window to the floor it fell, then it rolled. Quickly it made its way along the floor amid plants and the like. It carefully rolled along past the slumbering warlock, and instead towards the bed. Once it reached the bed, it hovered for a second, before rolling over the corner of the bed that Sparks was curled up on, and settled there. It lingered and thickened for a few moments, before with a poof the fog dispersed.
Dark and silence fell over Zynn?s greenhouse. Within there were three sleeping forms. Two human, one feline. The warlock was still face down on her desk, gathering another set of prints on her other cheek. Mage still happily slept on the corner of the bed that he had claimed? but over on the corner diagonal from him, slept a thin nude male form, apart from some braided leather thing around his neck, with choppy jet black hair? that looked to have a few thin white patches in it, and Sparks was nowhere in sight. Everyone slumbered on, not even disturbed by the change that had taken place.
Mid morning, the warlock woke, and stretched. Then with a sleepy mumble she pushed herself to her feet, and stumbled towards the sink to splash water on her face. It was when she turned on the water, that she heard Mage?s normal groany purr of a greeting, followed by pleased Yowl that sounded that it was from Sparks? Just louder, a touch? deeper. What the- she paused in her splashing, turned off the faucet, and moved to investigate.
She came up across Mage, sitting up and staring right a? aw hell. Was that a naked guy? He looked like he was staring right back at the large hellcat, an amused smirk on his face. His hair was jet black, his eyes a bright, almost neon yellow-green. His body was gracefully thin, face a variety of planes and angles. She stared for a long moment. Then she shreiked. The man, startled threw himself across the bed with the growl that sounded as if it should come from an irritated cat. As she scrambled to free her horn dagger from her hip, he turned then lunged forward gracefully to slap the blade from her hand.
?Human, no!?
She watched her blade sail through the air, connect with the ground, skittering a few more feet. Then her attention snapped back to the man, who had his hands up, like a surrender. She came to a stop, eyes narrowing on him. Then, ever so slowly all the fingers but the pointer finger in his right hand curled in, and he simply pointed to the braided leather collar around his neck, with a silver pentagram hanging from it. It was the same collar that she had made and put on Sparks. When he saw the gears clicking in her mind, he grinned broadly at her. On closer inspection she even noticed that he had several smattering of white mixed in with the jet black. Finally, she groaned, and covered her face with her hands. ?Sparks? What the fuck??
He gave a chuff of laughter, and shrugged. ?Woke up. Was like this.?
Maybe she had bred a strain of bud that induced hallucinations the next day.. or uh? she was still dreaming, because he was kinda hot. Or? something. She swallowed, and pulled away from her hands to look at him,, before she moved to snag one of the smaller blankets, and threw it his way. ?Cover up.? He blinked twice at her, then moved to wrap it around his waist and tied it. Like the leather skirts of the large one that often visited Zynn there.
?Am I dreaming??
?No.?
?Having vivid hallucinations??
?Nuh-uh.?
?So you're actually my cat?. Just human? Gaw. I feel so awkward now, all the times I have been naked in front of you. All the-...? Her words trail off, and her face flushed red.
Sparks smirked. ?All those times you mated before me?? He completed his question, and she gave a mortified moan as she moved to sink down into a chair.
?Ohmygawd?. Shut up. ?
He laughed heartily, amusement glittering in his eyes. ?Relax. It is instinct. Every creature has the drive to mate.? She snorted softly, finding it odd hearing sex being called mating? instead of Sex. It felt so technical, like a documentary.
Finally, she stared him down. ?How do you go back to being a cat? I mean? I am gonna feel weird feeding you cat food. And well. I don?t-?
?Zynnara.? He spoke her full name, rolling the r with a purr. ?You are doing that thing where worries swallow all your brain workings up. It's simple. Just don't keep me in here all the time.? He rolled his shoulders, and grinned up at her. ?Let me out. You will not have to worry about feeding me, or anything else. I will take care of it.?
?Are you-?
?I am sure. I will not take off and not come back, if that is why you are worried. I know you are my human, just as I am your familiar. Just as Mage over there wants to chew on the big one, and shred any one else that tries to cause you harm. He is your protector. We both take our jobs seriously? Well. Seriously, enough for cats. Which means I'm still gonna knock breakable things off your desk.?
She blinked a couple of times, before snorting at him. ?Honestly, I would have been surprised if you stopped.?
"I'll never stop. I promise. It's too much fun watching you squawk and flail about at me." He smirked, and leaned forward to eye her. She in return, stuck her tongue out at him. "So. Do I at least get to take you to go find clothes? I think I could steal a shirt and pants from Terry so you're not shopping with a blanket wrapped around you."He waved a hand at her at her words, and shook his head. "I told you. I'll be able to take care of it. Don't worry a hair on your head, kay?" He grinned, and reached out to ruffle her hair, and laughed when she huffed and batted his hand away.
"I'll be back sometime around noon. I'm going to go see what trouble I can find." He simply grinned at her, and before she could protest, he strode for the door, yanked it open and was gone. She couldn't help but stare after him, before she groaned, and let her head thump against her desk.
It was going to be a very... long.... day.
Late into the night, and some time early morning dark and silence fell over Zynn?s greenhouse. Within, there were three sleeping forms. One human, and two feline. Zynn had fallen asleep at her desk, cheek pressed against papers with ink that left faint prints on the skin pressed against them. Over on the bed Mage was curled up on one corner, and on the other that was at a diagonal from him, giving him a respectable distance was Sparks.
From one small little crack in a window left ajar seeped a thick purple fog. From the window to the floor it fell, then it rolled. Quickly it made its way along the floor amid plants and the like. It carefully rolled along past the slumbering warlock, and instead towards the bed. Once it reached the bed, it hovered for a second, before rolling over the corner of the bed that Sparks was curled up on, and settled there. It lingered and thickened for a few moments, before with a poof the fog dispersed.
Dark and silence fell over Zynn?s greenhouse. Within there were three sleeping forms. Two human, one feline. The warlock was still face down on her desk, gathering another set of prints on her other cheek. Mage still happily slept on the corner of the bed that he had claimed? but over on the corner diagonal from him, slept a thin nude male form, apart from some braided leather thing around his neck, with choppy jet black hair? that looked to have a few thin white patches in it, and Sparks was nowhere in sight. Everyone slumbered on, not even disturbed by the change that had taken place.
Mid morning, the warlock woke, and stretched. Then with a sleepy mumble she pushed herself to her feet, and stumbled towards the sink to splash water on her face. It was when she turned on the water, that she heard Mage?s normal groany purr of a greeting, followed by pleased Yowl that sounded that it was from Sparks? Just louder, a touch? deeper. What the- she paused in her splashing, turned off the faucet, and moved to investigate.
She came up across Mage, sitting up and staring right a? aw hell. Was that a naked guy? He looked like he was staring right back at the large hellcat, an amused smirk on his face. His hair was jet black, his eyes a bright, almost neon yellow-green. His body was gracefully thin, face a variety of planes and angles. She stared for a long moment. Then she shreiked. The man, startled threw himself across the bed with the growl that sounded as if it should come from an irritated cat. As she scrambled to free her horn dagger from her hip, he turned then lunged forward gracefully to slap the blade from her hand.
?Human, no!?
She watched her blade sail through the air, connect with the ground, skittering a few more feet. Then her attention snapped back to the man, who had his hands up, like a surrender. She came to a stop, eyes narrowing on him. Then, ever so slowly all the fingers but the pointer finger in his right hand curled in, and he simply pointed to the braided leather collar around his neck, with a silver pentagram hanging from it. It was the same collar that she had made and put on Sparks. When he saw the gears clicking in her mind, he grinned broadly at her. On closer inspection she even noticed that he had several smattering of white mixed in with the jet black. Finally, she groaned, and covered her face with her hands. ?Sparks? What the fuck??
He gave a chuff of laughter, and shrugged. ?Woke up. Was like this.?
Maybe she had bred a strain of bud that induced hallucinations the next day.. or uh? she was still dreaming, because he was kinda hot. Or? something. She swallowed, and pulled away from her hands to look at him,, before she moved to snag one of the smaller blankets, and threw it his way. ?Cover up.? He blinked twice at her, then moved to wrap it around his waist and tied it. Like the leather skirts of the large one that often visited Zynn there.
?Am I dreaming??
?No.?
?Having vivid hallucinations??
?Nuh-uh.?
?So you're actually my cat?. Just human? Gaw. I feel so awkward now, all the times I have been naked in front of you. All the-...? Her words trail off, and her face flushed red.
Sparks smirked. ?All those times you mated before me?? He completed his question, and she gave a mortified moan as she moved to sink down into a chair.
?Ohmygawd?. Shut up. ?
He laughed heartily, amusement glittering in his eyes. ?Relax. It is instinct. Every creature has the drive to mate.? She snorted softly, finding it odd hearing sex being called mating? instead of Sex. It felt so technical, like a documentary.
Finally, she stared him down. ?How do you go back to being a cat? I mean? I am gonna feel weird feeding you cat food. And well. I don?t-?
?Zynnara.? He spoke her full name, rolling the r with a purr. ?You are doing that thing where worries swallow all your brain workings up. It's simple. Just don't keep me in here all the time.? He rolled his shoulders, and grinned up at her. ?Let me out. You will not have to worry about feeding me, or anything else. I will take care of it.?
?Are you-?
?I am sure. I will not take off and not come back, if that is why you are worried. I know you are my human, just as I am your familiar. Just as Mage over there wants to chew on the big one, and shred any one else that tries to cause you harm. He is your protector. We both take our jobs seriously? Well. Seriously, enough for cats. Which means I'm still gonna knock breakable things off your desk.?
She blinked a couple of times, before snorting at him. ?Honestly, I would have been surprised if you stopped.?
"I'll never stop. I promise. It's too much fun watching you squawk and flail about at me." He smirked, and leaned forward to eye her. She in return, stuck her tongue out at him. "So. Do I at least get to take you to go find clothes? I think I could steal a shirt and pants from Terry so you're not shopping with a blanket wrapped around you."He waved a hand at her at her words, and shook his head. "I told you. I'll be able to take care of it. Don't worry a hair on your head, kay?" He grinned, and reached out to ruffle her hair, and laughed when she huffed and batted his hand away.
"I'll be back sometime around noon. I'm going to go see what trouble I can find." He simply grinned at her, and before she could protest, he strode for the door, yanked it open and was gone. She couldn't help but stare after him, before she groaned, and let her head thump against her desk.
It was going to be a very... long.... day.