isleofavalon | Cat-eared Shenanigans

WHO: Shiro and whomever wants to be there
WHAT: Wildcard prompts
WHERE: Inn, Shining Karaoke, Parks, Fields
WHEN: The month of August
WARNINGS: Long-healed amputation, scars, unadulterated fluff probably

Shiro wound up in the fallout of the animal mage work and is sporting large, sleek black housecat ears and tail. He's taken too it more calmly and naturally than some, and seems to have... caught??? Some cat-like mannerisms too.

I. Naps are great, though
Shiro hasn't slept well in a while, and the magical coma last month doesn't count. So if there is a patch of sunlight, there may just be a large man in one of many seemingly impossible positions, dead asleep. His watchful little draconic familiar is settled primly nearby, watching over him for inscrutable Familiar Reasons.

II. Fishing
Where there are fish, there's a cat. Man. Cat man. Crouched low at the edge, ears low and tail tip twitching behind him, Shiro watches the water with dilated eyes. Waiting. Waiting. Are you going to let him make an attempt, or use this prime opportunity for pranking?

III. Shining Karaoke
Shiro does still turn up for his shifts at the karaoke bar, same as usual. He's acquired a nice maroon dress shirt, worn with the sleeve rolled up while he mixes drinks. His reflexes seem faster than usual right now, and the sway and curl of his tail shows just how truly this job brings him happiness. What can he get you this evening?

IV. You've Got Cats In High Places
You know what's even better than naps? Heights! Rooftops, walls, trees, the occasional lamp post... When a six-foot-four cat gets the zoomies, he inevitably seems to wind up perched somewhere high up, leaning waaaaay out to snuff the breeze. No balcony is safe.

V. Wild ~~Horses~~ Cats Couldn't Drag Me Away
None of these strike your fancy? No problem! Where there's a will, there's a prompt. Just post one, or reach out to me on plurk:

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She almost walks right past him. Poison's been hit by this curse too and she hasn't been handling it well, but she's at least managed to not dissolve completely into internal chaos. She's walking down the street with her hands clasped tightly around her upper arms and a pair of large black wings tucked close in to her back, an she spots someone she recognises lingering at the water's edge.

Is that..?

The young woman stops. Her grip on her arms relaxes and the tight pose of her wings drops slightly. That's... kind of cute.

She walks up behind him quietly, using the wings to balance as she leans over one of his shoulders and whispers--

"... What are you doing."

She startles him, and several things happen in rapid succession:
1. All of the fur on his tail, and all of his hair fluffs out to enormous Ghibli-like proportions.
2. He pushes off the ground with all four limbs up and sideways, gaining a good 3 feet of air.
3. Every fish flees in both directions.
and 4. Shiro shoots up the nearest tree, yowling, and crouches fifteen feet up huffing and warbling his alarm.

In the space of five seconds, the riverbank has transformed from peaceful to pandemonium. Huge, black eyes stare down from Shiro's perch and a moment later he coughs. The growling warble stops.

"Poison???"

And Poison, of course, has her own animal instinct responses to what he does. Every feather across the tops of her wings puffs up, but she doesn't quite resort to fleeing in the same way that Shiro does. Any concerns she might have had are immediately banished by the sound of his voice coming from the tree.

Then she laughs. She laughs so hard she ends up doubled over with one hand curled around her stomach, the muscles there nearly in pain with the repeated spasms.

That was just too funny.

His fluffy ears flick back and then up and forward as his shoulders slump with a mix of relief and chagrin. Settling himself cross-legged on the branch - do not ask how this occurs, he has cat balance - he rubs a curled left hand vigorously across the back of his ear, though he doesn't quite go so far as to lick his hand first.

....a minute or so later, he mutters, "Okay, it was funny, but maybe not that funny." Shiro pouts a little.

After about a minute she has managed to contain at least some of her amusement at the whole situation, but she's still occasionally bursting into little fits of giggles that have her holding her stomach as it twinges at the muscles.

"No, it... it was."

It was definitely that funny.

"Oh, spirits--" Poison rubs her face, wiping a tear from her cheek. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to um... scare you?"

He huffs, but it's more at his own expense than anything else. Swinging his legs, he hops down off the branch and promptly sits himself down in the grass to pull his bottlebrush tail into his lap and start finger-combing it. "I shouldn't have let myself get that caught up in what I was doing," he says ruefully. "I should've heard you coming. But I'm fine, promise."

He looks up at her with a disconcertingly keen eye for a moment. "...feel better?"

She waves a hand at him, grinning and still trying to control the occasional outburst of giggles.

"You look funny." As if Poison, herself, does not also look funny. One of the wings on her back stretches out and tucks back in, and she makes a face as it shifts muscles she isn't supposed to have.

"What were you doing? Fishing?"

He sniffs and lifts his chin in a very imperious-cat manner. "I do not. I look like a Miqo'te! Which is perfectly respectable and occasionally attractive."

Pushing right past that...

"Yeah! There were some fish in the stream here. I was just getting ready to make a strike!"

'Occasionally attractive', huh? She rolls her eyes slightly at that, then shakes her head. She doesn't remember ever seeing Shiro quite so... exuberant.

"Well... we might not have scared them off. Let's have a look."

His ears perk right up and he immediately crouches down low with, frankly, an alarming amount of flexibility, to creep closer to the riverbank again. His tail lies flat out behind him, only the tip flicking occasionally. "Mmmmm..." he hums, "not yet. But they're getting grouped together a little upstream, like they might be getting ready to come back down. You want some?"

She can't help but be somewhat impressed with how he manages to make his body bend that way, and she leans over his shoulder with those black wings outstretched to keep her balance. It's easier to feel less uncomfortable when they both look... odd.

"Some fish? Uh... yeah, I guess." Actually watching him catch them like this it going to be interesting enough.

"See how many you can get."

For a moment he tips his head to look up at her, a small pause before he flashes her a grin and hunkers down low, on his belly. Even his ears smooth flat against his head while he watches.

It takes a few moments for the fish to get used to the shadow her wings cast on the water, but they're a little too big for most birds to bother with, so it doesn't take long before they're relaxing and spreading out a little more.

"Easy," Shiro breathes, barely audible above the water. "Wait for it...." A smaller and more foolish fish decides to go investigate the shadowed shallows where the water runs a little slower, eddying against the bank. WHACK!! Shiro's left hand has darted out and snatched the fish, flinging it out of the water and off behind him. Of course without a right arm to help brace himself, it means he almost slips, but that's what being on his belly was for.

"Ha!" he grins, tail flicking triumphantly.

It's... adorable. He's cute like this. It's enough to make her forget her discomfort at the changes forced on her by the wayward animal magic - the weight on her shoulders and the prickles on her skin where feathers have pushed through. Shiro is always so serious. It's nice to see him relaxing.

So she watches from a safe distance and raises her hands to applaud when he flips the fish out onto the bank.

"Well done! Very impressive."

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thank you for being so patient

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