SWINGING WITH THE OLD STARS [p, lester]

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    Andromeda sat in the warehouse, specifically at the base of a small box tower. It looked like a miniature replica of Six's own box tower, and the little brown tabby scoffed. Was this what her older brother did? He made imitations of a leader to what? Become one? Although she wasn't clear on Lester's intentions on this whole duplicating thing, Andromeda couldn't think foully of her brother for long. Truth was, she admired Lester just as she admired Hera, but perhaps she preferred the eldest of Rosaline's litter. After all, since the young tom was already looking rather built, the ordeal wasn't dumb. One day, Lester could climb the ranks of BloodClan and Andromeda would be his favorite and she'd rise with him!


    The tabby frowned as she waited patiently for her brother to arrive to his tower. She couldn't be a leech! Maybe there was another way? Perhaps... Maybe she could just have Lester's protection throughout her adulthood. Climbing the ranks? Why, that'd be reserved for herself then. With an heavy sigh, Andromeda wasted the time by washing herself.[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 400px; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 100%][justify][size=8]Lester had managed to snatch a mouse from the freshkill pile. Not an unworthy feat in the circumstances. But at least no one had fought him on it, after all he could hardly be expected to go out and hunt at 3 moons. Well, he could. But he'd decided to wait until he was forced to--after all, no need to exert extra energy when he didn't need to. As he came padded over to his tower, he spotted his sister lounging at the bottom. He tilted his head slightly, and came to a pause next to her, dropping the mouse.

    [color=maroon]"Well, what brings you here to my humble abode?"[/color] he said, with a light air of teasing as he swept his tail toward the tower of boxes.


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    ☆GENERAL☆
    ☆ Lester ☆ Male ☆ 3 Moons ☆
    ☆ Single ☆ Heterosexual ☆ Bloodclan
    ☆ Brother to Hera, Andromeda ☆
    ☆ Son of Rosaline and Minos ☆


    ☆PHYSICAL☆
    ☆ Black Smoke
    ☆ Grey eyes
    ☆ Maine Coon
    ☆ Lithe, willowy stature, tall


    ☆PSYCHOLOGICAL☆
    ☆ Intelligent, soft-spoken, honest, vengeful, non-confrontational, diplomat,
    ☆ Ravenclaw
    ☆ Neutral Evil


    ☆INTERACTIONS☆
    ☆ Physically easy (kit)
    ☆ Mentally medium
    ☆ Minor god-playing fine (soft injuries, capture) PM for maim, no kill
    ☆ Speaks in bold maroon
    ☆ Attack in bold maroon
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    OMG. I'M SO SORRY I THOUGHT I REPLIED X.X


    Andromeda jumped to her tiny paws, her ears twitching. She glanced between the boxes and Lester, eyebrow quirked as if she'd forgotten it was his. Why would she come here if it wasn't? She had come to see him after all! So it wasn't that she'd forgotten, but that she was making sport of her kin.


    "Brother, this a very lavish home. I suppose you're the almighty of BloodClan now? One box isn't enough? Simplicity must not suit a king who lives in conditions like this!" She teased, tiny tail licking sharply at him. However, her dark gaze didn't share the playful light that that her voice and figure produced. She waited a few moments, and then giggled.


    "What? I can't see you? You haven't thought of leaving Vi's box have you? You're always roaming the warehouse and never with your wittle baby sis."[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 400px; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 100%][justify][size=8]//Tis all good! :P

    Her sarcasm amused him, even if she was completely wrong. He gave a soft laugh, and shook his head. [color=maroon]"Oh, dear sister. There is a clarity that accompanies a high vantage point, don't you know?"[/color] and he leapt to the top of his little tower in a single massive leap that still somehow managed to look effortless and elegant.

    [color=maroon]"Climb aboard,"[/color] he said, glancing down and gesturing with his midnight tail. [color=maroon]"See the view for yourself. My little sis is always welcome to visit my kingdom."[/color]


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    ☆GENERAL☆
    ☆ Lester ☆ Male ☆ 3 Moons ☆
    ☆ Single ☆ Heterosexual ☆ Bloodclan
    ☆ Brother to Hera, Andromeda ☆
    ☆ Son of Rosaline and Minos ☆


    ☆PHYSICAL☆
    ☆ Black Smoke
    ☆ Grey eyes
    ☆ Maine Coon
    ☆ Lithe, willowy stature, tall


    ☆PSYCHOLOGICAL☆
    ☆ Intelligent, soft-spoken, honest, vengeful, non-confrontational, diplomat,
    ☆ Ravenclaw
    ☆ Neutral Evil


    ☆INTERACTIONS☆
    ☆ Physically easy (kit)
    ☆ Mentally medium
    ☆ Minor god-playing fine (soft injuries, capture) PM for maim, no kill
    ☆ Speaks in bold maroon
    ☆ Attack in bold maroon
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    Watching him, Andromeda held her breath at such a graceful jump. She'd doubt if he could make it, when Lester had crouched low and prepared to leap, but he'd gotten there. He stood at the top of the box tower like the king of a castle. For a moment, she envisioned him full grown and powerful with his tail wrapped elegantly around his paws. He was an imposing, broad tom that looked down on his subject with mischief dancing in his eyes. Lester's words broke the tabby's trance, making her eyes flutter as she tried to register his words.


    "Hm? Vantage point? Climb aboard?" she inquired, her voice thick from her dream-state. Shaking the last bits of the thought of Lester as leader of BloodClan, Andromeda wordlessly ascended the tower. Her little white paws and body scrambled very ungracefully up the structure, hiding such clumsy actions with a straight back and a raised head once she'd reached the top. Even then, though, her air of maturity broke as she stared in awe at the view. Lester was right, this vantage point was awesome...


    Her ears twitched again, interpreting the words in which Lester spoke. The she-kit turned on her brother, laughter alive in her face for once. It was beautiful, much better than the adult act she always went for. It made her dark eyes shimmer, made her face youthful. "Well I hope there's plenty room for family in your court," she answered chirpily, looking back out across the warehouse.


    It felt good to be bonded with her kin like this, and for him to accept her as he had, welcoming and warm. The thought of power, that was better off left to an older, ambitious mindset, was replaced with the satisfaction of having protection, and being welcomed into whatever comfort Lester gave. The smaller tabby crept over carefully and nuzzled her brother's shoulder. "Thank you," she breathed, not just for the view but for everything. For being strong, not deciding to leave, maybe also for the view, and for not shutting her out as she'd been working on doing.[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 400px; font-family: times new roman; line-height: 100%][justify][size=8]Lester watched, patient, as his sister struggled her way up his tower of boxes. He knew she could make it if she tried. But as he observed her lack of grace, her youthful charm he had to wonder... perhaps they shared different fathers. From his limited interactions with Minos, his sire had displayed a similar regal stature that Andromeda appeared to lack. Perhaps, they were only half-siblings. It didn't change much in the grander scope of things, he doubted that she would even notice for the other apparent sire didn't even reside in Bloodclan.

    He turned to enjoy the view, allowing her to finish her climb to the top without his silver eyes watching her every movement. He felt her assume the seat beside him and glanced at her. The look of pure awe in her eyes as she looked down made him chuckle softly. Perhaps she understood the beauty better than he did. Even Minos had talked of the beauty, but what he saw was [i]advantage[/i]. The ability to see others sauntering over to his realm.

    But as his sister laughed with unfettered joy, his expression softened. She was a child. They both were, he knew, but somehow he had stopped feeling like one and she looked most beautiful when not pretending. Like black and white, he mused with another soft chuckle.

    [color=maroon]"Why of course,"[/color] he said, as though this were obvious. [color=maroon]"One can always trust family."[/color] At the nuzzle against his shoulder, Lester blinked. He had never considered himself particularly cuddly, and for a moment he considered pushing her away. Kid sister and all that. But after a moment, he softened. Her words of thanks wrapping around him like a gentle caress. He would protect her, he decided then and there.

    [color=maroon]"Anytime,"[/color] he whispered back, a purr rumbling in his throat.


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    ☆GENERAL☆
    ☆ Lester ☆ Male ☆ 3 Moons ☆
    ☆ Single ☆ Heterosexual ☆ Bloodclan
    ☆ Brother to Hera, Andromeda ☆
    ☆ Son of Rosaline and Minos ☆


    ☆PHYSICAL☆
    ☆ Black Smoke
    ☆ Grey eyes
    ☆ Maine Coon
    ☆ Lithe, willowy stature, tall


    ☆PSYCHOLOGICAL☆
    ☆ Intelligent, soft-spoken, honest, vengeful, non-confrontational, diplomat,
    ☆ Ravenclaw
    ☆ Neutral Evil


    ☆INTERACTIONS☆
    ☆ Physically easy (kit)
    ☆ Mentally medium
    ☆ Minor god-playing fine (soft injuries, capture) PM for maim, no kill
    ☆ Speaks in bold maroon
    ☆ Attack in bold maroon
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