Where the Wild Things are

[Doc]

"--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--"

Doc:*There is a rather large feline sitting on the balcony at Vita Bella*

Dominique: Hello Kitty is patrolling for unruly raccoons that tear up the garbage. The new wraith can't seem to get his hands on them.

Doc: *This is a bigger feline than Hello Kitty. But Hello Kitty may come over to inspect it.*

Dominique :Hello Kitty is very sensitive about other big kitties in her spot. She peeks out window and watches.

Doc: *The Puma has settled down and relaxes while watching*

Dominique: Hello Kitty gets her fur up and crab walks sideways on the stone wall making some rather concerning noises.

Doc: *The larger feline yawns, and is unimpressed for the most part, by the smaller and lighter feline Serval.*

Dominique: Meanwhile Dominique gets popcorn. She is not incredibly concerned.

Dominique: Hello Kitty hisses because she is a bad *** like that..

Doc: The larger Feline gets to its feet and pads over to look at it closer, sitting on its haunches.

Dominique: Hello Kitty makes a warning sound and then crouches down and makes a dive for the big cat. Raccoons were a pain in the *** but they were hers! This big pussy cat was not getting any of them.

Doc: The feline swats the kitty playfully. At first the bigger feline is just batting, but as the kitty continued, the feline will trap the kitty under his paw.

Dominique: Hello Kitty hisses as the big paw swats at her. She bites then is tumbled under the weight of its paw. She stretches her long back legs to scratch and dig in while trying her best to gnaw on its paw writhing around like a ball of fur over the paw appearing to be a moving muff of fur more than a threat.

Dominique: Dominique chews the popcorn slowly watching out the window. Hello Kitty sometimes was too big for her own paws.

Doc: The big feline lifts its paw letting the kitty up, but swats at the kitty's tail, as it yawns. It awaits it next attack.

Dominique: Hello Kitty has already plotted as its tail is given a swat. Again she crouches down and eyes the big cat from behind. Wiggling a little then diving on top of the big puma she sinks in her claws and bites on the back of the Pumas neck trying keep hold. Dominique pauses chewing the popcorn. This may or may not go over well.

Doc: The big feline could feel the kitty on its back, and decided to roll over on its back; depending on the kitty's speed it made not get caught underneath the feline, It was more of a lethargic move, than a rapid attack retaliation.

Dominique: Hello Kitty tumbled nearly squished but made it out and tumbled on top of it. Again it went in for another attempt to assert dominance and took its teeth to the Pumas neck. Hello Kitty's gang of raccoons are now waddling over making noise to see what is going on. Dominique makes her way down and looks out at the gathering from the back door.

Doc: The big feline was now laying on it's side, it's tail swishing in a slow arc across the balcony. The kitty wasn't hurting, or evening bothering it. It began to licks it paw, and rubbed behind its ear.

Dominique: Dominique's brow raised as she stepped slowly across the lawn. Hello Kitty was appearing to be nothing more than a kitten getting rambunctious with a new cat. However this cat was hardly that at all. A puma was not common in the area. Not that she had seen. She approached cautiously hoping that her coming closer would cause it to attack Hello Kitty.

Doc: The feline pinned it's gaze on the human approaching. It watched the human for a long a moment before swatting the kitty again.

Dominique: Dominique's face scrunched up as Her serval cat went rolling away in a spotted fur ball when the puma swatted at her. "Well aren't you playful." Dominique wasn't sure why she spoke to the big cat like it could understand.

Doc: It turned to look at her at the sound of her voice, giving her an approving look as though saying, 'yes.. yes i am'. It would look like the feline understood.

Dominique: Another few steps closer and Dominique had Hello Kitty off in another direction. Pleased with that Dominique stepped closer. She could question the big cats origins or she could go with the moment and see what it wanted. "Are you far from home?"

Doc: The Puma remained in it's relaxed position. It looked as though it considered this area his. The Puma yawned, as though it was cementing it's right to be here. It eyed the female lazily through half closed eyes.

Dominique: The dark haired petite woman went to where the large cat rested and decided it was hardly a threat. She had tried her skills at wrestling mountain lions and bears for teeth. This particular one appeared more than content sitting where it did. Slowly her body lowered and she eyed its paws as she did. they made Hello Kitty's shrink considerably in comparison. There was something so disarming about a creature capable of violent attack displaying such a calm demeanor. Rabies could be a concern to the living. Dominique was under no threat of that. Her eyes drifted down and eyed the beautiful velvet-like fur covering what could be lethal. She smiled and bravely bought a single finger permanently wearing a letter at the top and brushed that massive paw gingerly. "Once upon a time three little kittens lost their mittens..." She spoke in a whisper distracted by the nursery rhyme that came to her mind. Her grandmother used to recite it with her while getting her dressed for school back in New York. Her tiny hands always wiggled to avoid being covered up. She would never need such again. Mittens. Her hand pulled away and she smiled as she continued to focus on those beautiful impressive paws. "Mittens." She said it again and this time took a slow appreciative look at all of the animal she sat next to. "Mr. Mittens." She settled her arms to folding and resting on her knees that were the perfect shelf in their bent position. "If you don't have a name then consider that yours when you visit Vita Bella."

Doc: The Puma blinked lazily. The big cat didn't seem understand the significance of the words, as it watched the female's finger gently touch and then stroke his paw. It was after she retracted her hand, that the name Mr. Mittens seemed to sink in. The Puma got to it's feet, it slowly padded closer to the female, then the big feline rubbed it's head against hers. Outwardly it would look like a sign of affection. But the truth of the matter was, he was marking his territory, with the scent glands located in his face. The puma began to purr.

(The scent glands on the front half could be labeled as the "friendly" pheromones. These are used when a cat is marking familiar territory that she considers the heart of her nest. These pheromones have a calming effect. You probably have seen this many times when your cat rubs her cheek along the kitchen cabinet, the doorway to the bedroom, the leg of a chair, or even on YOU. This form of marking is very reassuring and calming behavior that reflects the cat's sense of security.)

[Dominique]

"--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--"

Dominique: Dominique was cautious as the large velvety mass of muscle and power raised to it's feet. She hoped it was not offended by her initiating the contact she did. Her lips formed to a slow growing frown. That had little time to stay as the puma approached her. There was an instant rush of anticipation as it was closer than she ever expected. Her dark warm eyes widened and a soft giggle escaped her lips when the pumas head bumped against her own then brushed its much larger face to the side of her cheek. Her colorful fingers lifted and boldly splayed and worked to the fur beneath each of her hands and rubbed gently by it's ears. Hello Kitty loved this and her uncertainty that the puma would was dissolved with the loud purr that had her own skull vibrating with the contact. "Mr. Mittens you are a prince!" She rubbed deeper with her fingertips and giggled even more which had been so rare. Leave it to nature to pull her from her self-imposed shell. Humans and the world in general could learn so much from the animal kingdom she decided and she rubbed her face in a similar return of affection.

Doc: The feline's purr continued as the female rubbed and massaged his ears. The Puma lay down, resting his head and his body up against her, his bulk leaning heavily against her small frame. The purr continuing in a contented manner. His tail slowly swishing in a lethargic manner, that expressed his relaxation. His paws flexed and relaxed. The felines eyes closed, as it completely relaxed it's body.

Dominique: Hello Kitty spotted the tempting swish of the puma's tail and could not resist that urge to do her fierce posturing of arching her back and sending her fur on her tail into a spotted pipe cleaner appearance. She lifted up on her amazing paws and began a side crab like walk and made low deep sounds trying to get the newly named 'Mr. Mitten's' attention. this was her play friend. Her mistress would have to go back and cuddle the dog in the Yoda costume upstairs. Dominique raised a brow as Hello Kitty came in for the rather adorable attempt at attack. "Seems a little lady is jealous." She rubbed Mr. Mittens on the back of the neck slowly as she stood. "You two get along. I will find fresh and recently carved off some cattle to toss down to you."

Doc: The Puma rolled over as the female stood. He opened his eyes and saw the crab walking Hello Kitty. Faster than would be expected, the big feline rolled to his feet, crouched and rushed the kitty.

Dominique: Dominique looked back and at first was about to take to the puma like a mother ready to defend its cub. Hello Kitty instantly pounced upward with a hiss and tumbled beneath the much larger cat and began a fast as she could manage continuous peddling of her hind paws at the pumas face while her front paws darted in and out sending its hardly threatening claws to the top and side of its head. "Glad you two have an understanding." She knew there was rare bonds between what would be considered species that would not usually get along. Vader couldn't even look at the African Serval while she was eating without getting swatted. Perhaps Mr. Mittens was that. A unexplained exception for Hello Kitty and for the petite shadow as well.

Doc: The puma squinted it's eyes and snapped his jaws playfully at the Kitty, who was battering his head. He clamped one heavy paw across the Kitty making the pummeling harder to continue with, and then dragged her into a clamped cuddle between his forelegs. The Kitty hissed and tried to bow up and scramble out from under the Puma's hold; while the Puma's tail flicked playfully. Suddenly without warning the Puma, was once more on it's feet. It jumped to the balcony railing, using it as a springboard to leap off into the darkness.

[Dominique]

"--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--"

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A few days later
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Doc: The Puma wanders on to the property, cautiously moving toward a tent that has been erected in the yard.

Dominique: Hello kitty is curious and trailing behind the Puma. Rufus gives up checking things out half way to the elevator on 4th floor. Even the raccoons slowly migrate to the waters edge and the tent.

Doc: The Puma watches.

Dominique rises to stand as the tent opens with her inked hands. There was only so much smoke a set of brown eyeballs could take...dead or alive. Sweating didnt truly happen either but the self-seclusion did bring her the time needed to sort through.

Minx comes out in a cloud of smoke, something stuck to her forehead that she made during the week inside. She looks at Mittens the puma and Hello Kitty and nods as if they should know her mind is saying all is good now.

Doc: The cat just watches, though it looks somewhat perplexed.

Dominique: Hello Kitty wiggles while big cat is perplexed and then pounces, once again chewing on the back of its neck like it could take it down this way. When that fails Kitty squirms up and latches its teeth on the left ear and doesn’t let go.

Doc: The cat swats at Kitty with its back paw, and then shakes his head vigorously.

Dominique: Hello Kitty does unplanned somersaults in the air then tumbled *** over head a few times and pops back up and looks around to see if anyone noticed. Finding the coast clear kitty begins taking a bath because that definitely misplaced hairs 5,600 and 485 as well a few others on her coat.

Doc: The Puma settles down and crosses its from paws as though its relaxed

Dominique: Hello Kitty shakes her head and already feels better. Pads her way over to the fading cloud of smoke by the tent. It was about time she came out. Watches the dark haired woman appear and is relieved. Squirrels were getting old to the taste buds and no they didn't taste like chicken.

Doc: The Puma watches the tent and the person that has exited. It wonders at the amount of smoke.

Dominique: Dominique rises to stand as the tent opens with her inked hands. There was only so much smoke a set of brown eyeballs could take...dead or alive. Sweating didnt truly happen either but the self-seclusion did bring her the time needed to sort through what had taken place in the last several weeks. She coughs once the cool fall night air hits her. Her eyes look up towards the dim lights glowing on the upper floors of Vita Bella then back she looks to the water behind her. Her choice was made for the moment. Her bare skin in all its inked glory makes way towards the water and disappears with a leap and flawless dive.

Doc: The Puma moves to the waters edge and watches the female human as she swims in the water. It judges her technique.

Dominique: Cold water cleanses what the smoke couldn't summon to the surface of her skin and extract from her pores. Now she was feeling more whole as the movements of her feet kept her just bobbing at the surface of the water. Her long black hair floated around her on the water's surface. the bright moon made her feel as close to the human she was. Her powers weaker in exchange for the beautiful glow that hovered above her.

Doc: The Puma relaxes at the waters edge, content to watch and observe. What it was thinking, was a mystery. But its gazes follows her.

[Doc]

"--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--"

Kenlie Santos: Doc hadn't texted her back. Nor had Victor, who hadn't returned home at all the previous day once he dropped her off at Vita. Between the two of them and Kaelyn, she was going absolutely nuts because she had no idea what to do or how to help any of the situations. After making sure Kaelyn had a home, ten thousand dollars that she could depend on for blood and ammo, weapons to defend herself... she had somehow turned into the wicked stepmother. Doc, all Kaelyn issues aside, believed that she was so weak as to want to disown him for a disagreement and difference of opinion. Victor was tearing himself apart for turning her... even though he had done everything with the very best interest at heart. It wasn't his fault that nothing had come with a ******* instruction manual. So here Kenlie was, on no sleep, not having fed in two days, with blood dripping from the knife in her hand. A wolf lie beneath her, its shallow and ragged breaths taking a few moments longer between each one. With feeling this time, she struck the blade through the animal's skull and twisted sharply enough that she could hear the skull go POP. Blood gurgled to the surface of the hair-coated flesh as she drew her blade back. It was the last blow she had in her. With a heavy sigh, she shifted back and let her own frame slump against the stone wall behind her, leaving the wolf to bleed out a few feet from reach. Breathing heavily, after having killed close to twenty of these things in a fit of frustration and grief, she lulled her head so that her chin nearly touched her chest and rubbed at her face with a bloody hand. With that same hand, she reached into her pocket to pull out her phone and check it, once more. Still nothing.

Doc: The Puma was hanging out in the catacombs. No one seemed overly surprised to see a puma there and left it alone for the most part. It had been stalking and taking down the wolves. They weren't even a problem for the puma. So the feline continued to prowl the catacombs, stalking and killing the wolves with ease. From one room to another it stalked and hunted the disgusting zombifried dogs. As the feline crossed into a new room, the puma suddenly froze. It stood unmoving, as it's gaze was locked on the brunette female leaning against the wall. Unmoving it watched her. How long it held that pose was unknown, but the feline showed no sign of tiring or moving as it watched her.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie dropped her phone back into the pocket of her hoodie, which lie underneath her cut. It took her a while, through her thoughts and forcing herself not to come to tears again, to notice the sensation of someone or something staring at her. For a minute, she didn't even look up because at this point, she didn't care. Someone could have swiped a knife across her throat or sank a bullet into her chest, and she'd have just let it be because that was precisely how she felt emotionally. Finally, though, she lifted her brown gaze to look across the floor and find heavy paws. Her eyes followed the cat's legs and body up until she met its own feline orbs, and she... couldn't bring herself to say anything or even smile. She simply leaned back into the wall, messy hair cushioning her head, and watched.

Doc: Cautiously the Puma moved forward. Each step slow and precise, as though the feline expected to be charged or attacked at any given second. It's muscles tense and exuding wariness with each methodical step. The feline's eyes never broke it's gaze. There was no blinking, no shifting of it's eyes and it was single minded in it's silent approach. After crossing half the distance closer, the big cat paused. It was as if it expected something from her now. It's head tilted ever so slightly as the cat stared at the female. There was something about the female. There was something not right about her. Something off. The cat stepped closer a few more meters.

Kenlie Santos: The closer the feline came, the clearer he would have been able to see that her eyes were wet -- or maybe they were just getting wetter. Once it had come a great distance closer, she broke their stare. Sniffing, she ran she sleeve of her hoodie against her nose and sighed.

"Mr. Mittens, is it?" When she spoke, her voice was slightly strangled, like she had swallowed gritty mud. Kenlie cleared her throat and looked back up at the puma with something that could clearly be interpreted as catastrophic. "If you're going to maul me," she began, a bitter little laugh in her voice, "you may as well do it now while I don't have the energy to fight back."

Doc: The feline blinked. It's stalking mentality broken. The female didn't want to play. It padded closer to her. It stopped just out of arm's reach and then it sat on it's haunches, looking at her. It blinked lazily, as it contemplated the female's mood. The feline decided to once more move, closer. It padded over and then leaned heavily against her. It sighed as it laid down at her feet.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie remained perfectly still, because she anticipated something painful and bloody to come in the next few moments. But... it didn't. When the cat slumped down at her feet, she was so surprised that she was, for a minute at least, taken aback. So much, that she couldn't find it in her to react for that short length of time.

As the seconds slowly ticked by, she eventually found her hands, still soaked by blood, uncurling and stretching out to touch the puma's coat. Her fingertips stroked along the large cat's back and side, a movement that was soothing to her. She had thought she'd find comfort in physical contact, sure -- but not with an animal.

Doc: The feline began to purr, it was a deep resonating sound. The cat's head moved to rub it's face on her leg. It's eyes which had been wide and focused on her earlier, now held a half closed sleepy look. A look that one might see as contentment at being stroked. The big cat bumped it's head into and against her leg. It didn't realize it strength, or maybe it did and it wanted her to sit, as it seemed that with each head butt to try to unbalance her.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie took the hint. Half-stumbling, she sank down onto the stone floor and stretched her legs out in front of her, so the cat could lay across her lap if it felt like it. Once she was eye to eye with the puma, she gently cupped its face, almost like she would Victor's or Dominique's, and gently tipped it to look up at her. A sad smile came across her features as she brushed the pads of her thumbs across its cheeks, over and over again. "You really are an odd wild cat."

Doc: The feline huffed. It was as though it understood her. The feline regrouped, stood, and half straddled her, then took its head and headbutted her. It was a sign of affection, even if the cat didn't realize it might hurt. It's tail flicked about left and right, as the cat tried to head but her again. It was attempting to play.

Kenlie Santos: "Ow!" She laughed softly, giving the puma a gentle push at the chest. "I don't know what you want," she told him as she ran her fingers through his fur, scratching soothingly. "Do you smell meat on me, or something? You don't want that. It's nasty."

[Kenlie (DELETED 4989)]

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Doc: The feline's paw batted at her hand, as she pushed at it's chest. Then the cat rolled over on her, exposing it's belly. A sign a of trust. The purring continued.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie snorted softly in amusement as the cat sprawled out. Shaking her head, she pet the puma's belly, very careful to watch for its reactions to the touch. "Haven't happened to see an old man in a suit or a biker with an epic beard around here, huh?"

Doc: The cat blinked blankly. Old man? It snorted. The purring faltered. The tail flicked a bit faster. Then in an instant the cat had rolled and gotten to its feet. It sniffed the air, and then looked back at her. It waited apparently they were going hunting.

Kenlie Santos: She frowned when the puma got up, as if it were departing already. When he waited for her, though, she blinked and pushed herself to her feet, tucking her hunting knife into her boot. "Alright then..."

Doc: The Cat padded into the next room sniffed, skirmished and then killed a wolf and glanced back for the female. As though the feline wasn't really sure who they were looking for. It was. But it wasn't going to show it was.

Kenlie Santos: She watched on with amusement and a look that said she was impressed. When he turned to look at her, she shook her head and smiled slightly. She did, however, move forward and saw off one of its paws.

Doc: The feline canted it's head to the side as it watched her cut a paw off. The cat made a snarly face in a 'ew you want that crap' kind of way. The cat urinated on the carcass and then easily wandered off to look for something else to kill.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie stuffed the paw in a plastic grocery bag she had in her messenger bag, and then took a large step back when she noticed the cat pissing. "Uh... Right." She raised both 'brows for a second, then continued on in the direction he went. While they were walking, she felt the nagging urge to check her phone again... knowing damn good and well that she didn't have anything to look forward to. Sighing, she shook her head, then picked up her pace a bit. It was then that one of the zombified wolves came at her from the side when she wasn't expecting it, its drooling jaws snapping at her face with intent to maim. It knocked her down, taking her feet right out from under her. Hissing herself, she struggled beneath its corpse-like body to reach for the knife she had dropped when she went down. "Mother ******," she muttered, stretching one hand out for her knife; just a couple more centimeters and she'd have it. Her other hand was wrapped around the animal's throat, keeping its teeth just out of reach. God, its breath stunk.

Doc: The puma let go with a screech of anger as it pounced on the back of the wolf, it's claws sinking into the wolf back, and using momentum to roll the wolf off the female. The cat snarled at the wolf, but made no further attempt to attack the wolf. It was the female's kill. No one knocks the female off her feet, but the cat.

Kenlie Santos: As soon as the wolf was knocked off her, she grabbed the hilt of her knife and rolled onto her knees to crawl across the distance separating her from the animals. With a yell of frustration, she gripped the knife in both fists and slammed it into the wolf's back, not once, but multiple times. Even when the animal dropped limp and its blood was merely splattering dots of crimson across her clothes and face and arms, she kept at it, drawing the knife back only to slam it deep into fur and flesh again and again.

Doc: The puma seemed to approve of her action. The female being on her knees, allowed the puma to wander over to her and give its seal of approval, in the form of a headbutt. It licked her face for good measure.

Kenlie Santos: When the puma headbutted her, she finally came out of her trance-like tunnel vision, panting and clutching her knife like her life depended on it. It wasn't until the cat licked her face that she lifted her eyes to look at him. "Sorry..."

Doc: The Puma licked her again; Not understanding; It purred.

Kenlie Santos: She tried to smile, but something had stricken her. Kenlie for damn sure wasn't afraid of these wolves, but the way it caught her by surprise had her shaken up in a way that she quickly fell back into the state she'd been in when the puma found her. But worse. Her fingers shook until she dropped her knife, and both palms pressed flat to the stone floor while she lowered her head and took deep breaths. Why the **** didn't Doc answer her?! She knew he was angry with her, but she didn't want him to disown her, damn it. And Victor couldn't just not come home after telling her they 'would see how things go' as far as their relationship went. Kenlie closed her eyes and shook her head slowly as the tears she couldn't shed in front of the Ffordes finally rolled down her cheeks. "****..."

Doc: The feline nuzzled the female, when she unexpected started crying. The nuzzling continued, it was the only thing the feline knew to do to comfort her. It purred, nuzzled and occasionally licked her. The cat could the female was in a fragile situation. Should the feline stay, or should it leave? Which would she prefer? The Puma had no idea why she was crying, just that she broke down. The cat knew the female, but it didn't know what was going on in her world. The tail started to flick nervously, as the cat was faced with indecision.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie sniffed and pushed her hair back, only to have the large cat's tongue lick at her cheek. She sniffed again and moved her hand to pet the top of the puma's head as she turned to look him in the eye through blurred vision. "Ignore me... Just a terrible ******* day." She kissed the bridge of the puma's nose, then pushed herself to her feet and grabbed her knife off the floor.

Doc: The puma stayed by her side as she led the way the through the catacombs. The feline seemed inordinately protective of her now. The cat was not going to move that far from her.

Kenlie Santos: Kenlie reached into her pocket as they wandered, to check her phone one more god damn time. Once more... there was nothing. Giving in, she sent Doc and Victor each a text. This time, to follow her 'Happy Thanksgiving', she sent Doc something else.

Miss you.

She sent it before her pride could make her think twice about it. For Victor, she sent something similar, but a little more long-winded. Her and Doc didn't do long-winded. Her phone was pressed back into her pocket, and she stopped to look at the cat. "I'm going to sit and take a nap..." She decided out loud as she found a spot beside the wall. "You don't have to stick around."

Doc: The feline shoved its huge head under her hand. It might appear that the feline wanted her to rub him, but actually the feline was trying to get a glance at her phone and who she had been texting. But the phone was shoved away before the cat got a good look. The Puma huffed and settled down beside her. It's tail flicked in irritation. As the female fell asleep, the feline got to its feet and wandered off.