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βThey say that cats are angels with whiskers.β
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|| In the Name of Love || Nightcore ||
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|| In the Name of Love || Nightcore ||
Servant? Clover's ears twitched, cats didn't serve humans! If anything, humans served cats! Clover squirmed, she had never heard of a cat serving a human before! Perhaps Maple had? Oh, if only the older kitten was here to guide her younger sister! "I will be servant," Clover repeated, nodding in affirmation. She owed a life debt to this human after all, she had saved her from the scary vet! That other boy... he didn't smell like a cat. Even though he had ears like Clover, his scent was strange, but soothing all the same. Clover turned towards her new human, they all had names, ones that might be hard to pronounce, but at least her human's name was easy. "Erika," Clover repeated in a squeak. She rose to her feet, tail swishing a bit nervously.
The one called Fiyero would train her. Train her? Cats didn't do tricks! She hoped human Erika didn't expect her to jump through hoops or play fetch, because if there was one thing cats really didn't do, it was play fetch. She rose from the couch, following human Erika up the stairs, using her hands and feet to clamber up behind her. They entered the threshold to a beautiful bedroom, the windows tall, an elegant set of furniture placed all around it. The kitten's eyes lit up, no doubt those windows let in plenty of sunshine to roll around and take naps! She went to star through them as Erika picked through her belongings to find something suitable to cover up. "Respectable," Clover repeated, taking the bundle of clothing. She removed the undergarments right there, taking off the garters and strange corset in exchange for the cozy nightgown and socks. They felt strange on her feet, she could recall her Mage trying to get her and Maple into socks so that they could wear shoes, but the kittens did not like the confining garments, which was why Clover hated underwear.
There was a knock at the door, a woman who smelled like flowers entering the threshold. Erika pet her head once more and the kitten purred, nuzzling her head against the human's hand. Clover squinted, attempting to discern if this one was Eamon or Fiyero. No, this one was a girl, that much Clover could tell, but all humans looked the same to her. The taller human, the one that wasn't her Erika, stepped forward, asking if she was to be Erika's servant. "Y-yes!" Clover replied quickly, her tail standing upright. This human was different, she was clearly the authority, perhaps Erika's Mama? Hmm, how long did humans live with their litter for? Erika seemed older than her and yet, she still lived with her Mama! The Mama human left, but not before feeling one of Clover's ears. The kitten sneezed, an adorable, tiny sound.
Human Erika turned towards her, asking if she had any questions. Clover tried to think, her tail swishing thoughtfully. "Clover... speak badly... um.... because Clover... is cat!" She didn't know how to write, so using a pencil and paper wouldn't help all that much. "Does human Erika.... know... sister Maple... is?" She tried, hoping that somehow, a bit naive as to how many humans there truly were in Min City. A cat girl surely would have been gossiped about, unless her new owners were particularly good at keeping their mouths shut. "Maple is... cat like... Clover, but..." she trailed off, attempting to recall the words the mage had once taught her. "Taller and... black!" Her eyes twinkled, so full of hope that it was almost painful to look at.