Flight stretched, a limber, spine-cracking stretch, and leaped from the Peasant ledge with familiar ease. Smiling warmly at nothing in particular, she strode out to the middle of the cave to wait for Nez. It wasn't certain at all that he would come; there was no scheduled time for them to meet, but exciting things like this seemed to happen naturally in the early mornings. Birds sang cheerfully out of sight, secure in the knowledge that they were in no danger whatsoever. The early morning air, crisp and fresh alongside winter morning's cool, was enough to make Flight shiver, but not enough for her to fluff up her fur against the bite.
It was a lovely day, she noted cheerfully. A lot of feelings had surfaced now that Nez had pronounced his feelings for her: cheer, delight, sympathy. Her smile used to be rare; now it twisted her maw more often than not. A lot of things were changing.
and tearing love a[p]art [Nez, Kimba]
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he understood nez was really worried about pluxiria's condition. he looked rather anxious at times, even with that she-cat called fly or flight or something. he had to admit he felt a bit bitter when he found out nez actually loved her - they were best buds right? they had the right to be mates, not he and that she-cat. kimba knew deep inside though that the clan will find it hard to accept bisexuality. probably the first couple in skull. well, first nonexistent couple.he wanted the chocolate tom so bad it hurt whenever he looked at nez, and felt anger rise in him at the sight of flight, even if she didn't do a thing to him. nez had been his only encouragement to battle, the thing that was worth fighting for. shaking his head, he went up to flight, putting on his most charming smile that absolutely makes the ladies squeal. "hello, madam. how are you today? my, can i say, you look gorgeous."
the lilac abyssian rubbed his head against her neck, blinking the baby blue eyes.
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Flight blinked in surprise as an unfamiliar tom just walked up to her, complimented her- and then rubbed his head against hers. Drawing back uncertainly, she growled as respectfully as she could manage. "I'm sorry, sir, but your attention is making me uncomfortable." There was no other way she knew how to put it. The tom wasn't completely unfamiliar- what was his name? Simba? No, Kimba, she thought, the name clicking in her head. He had helped her get Nez back to the cave. He was Nez's friend. Had there been an argument between the two? That was the only reason she could think of for Kimba to be acting like this. Backing off, Flight eyed him warily. What was this tom playing at?
Oh, he was handsome, all right. The way he smiled at her made her heart pound inside her chest. But she belonged to Nebuchadnezzar, and she had a feeling emotion didn't factor into Kimba's sudden attention. -
[fancypost borderwidth=0; border-top: 2px solid #7D3369; border-bottom: 4px dotted #7D3369][font=helvetica]The limping, staggered walk of the chocolate tom appeared in the distance. He noticed Kimba, his best friend in a conversation with Flight. His blood ran cold, knowing that it was possible they were just in a friendly chat, but Nebuchadnezzar worried more so that Kimba was instigating something. Flight was, after all, a prisoner.
He tried to walk faster, but his pace was labored. There wasn't much more he could do.
"Kimba!" He greeted, trying to acknowledge him first. "I see you have met Flight."[/fancypost]
[color=white][size=8]Breathe keep breathing \\ Don't loose your nerve
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Flight smiled in relief and backed up some more, giving Nez a grateful grin. She would let them talk this out, and hopefully the scene with Kimba was over. Her heart pounded faster in her chest, and her fur felt warmer. Even though Kimba had been violating her space, everything seemed all right now that Nez was here. He dwarfed Kimba's good looks, if only because she loved him. Flight didn't think the sight of him could ever bring her anything but ecstasy.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; border-top: 2px solid #7D3369; border-bottom: 4px dotted #7D3369][font=helvetica]Nebuchadnezzar looked between the two, confused. “Was something going on here?”
He didn’t know what he felt, but something was strange with Flight and Kimba. Well, Flight was a prisoner… and that may as well be just it, but Nez almost felt like there was more to it.
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[color=white][size=8]Breathe keep breathing \\ Don't loose your nerve
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Flight cleared her throat, glancing at Kimba. Would he want her to explain what had happened? That didn't matter, she decided firmly. Nez was who she loved. Opening her mouth a fraction, she glanced sidelong at the tom and deferred to him, dipping her head in his direction to allow him a chance to explain first. She was telling Nez, but she had to retain some respect for Kimba, even where none existed. She smiled at the chocolate tom again, feeling the need to reassure him that everything was fine. This was all done silently; body language was sufficient for most expressions.
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Kimba watched as the two of them acknowledged each other, feeling a fresh wave of jealousy at the look of love on Flight’s face. I can love him more than she can, he told himself. He was always there for Nez, and his love for the chocolate boy was stronger than his love of battle. But Flight does as well. He felt frustrated with himself as he tried not to show his unhappiness. “Are you alright, Nebby?” he asked, glancing at the tom’s leg. “Hope that leg is fixing up well. You fought really bravely, man. Like, seriously.” The lilac abyssian rubbed himself in a friendly manner against Nez, but inside, he hoped for more than just a nuzzle.Inside, he was truly a good cat. A good cat with good intentions. It may not always show, though. Why must I feel so jealous? Nez loves her, not me. I-I can’t just break them up. It feels wrong, but how . . . how to win him over? The tom smiled awkwardly, before shrugging casually. "Just wanted to know if this gal here is good enough for you. You both must love each other dearly." Kimba felt heartbroken and choked his last words, but made it look like a sincere cough.
He had to admit he also felt a bit annoyed at the fact that he didn't impress Flight. She was an odd she-cat, but if Nez loved her, she must be of some value. He tried to keep the sarcastic look off his face.
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Flight suppressed a curious look as Kimba described his reasons for nuzzling her. Was that what he had been doing? That didn't sound right. "I guess that sums it up," she meowed with a frown directed at Kimba. "Not that I completely understand why you would want to." Why their romance would have much to do with the blue-eyed tom, she didn't know. Obviously their friendship extended beyond the normal relationship.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; border-top: 2px solid #7D3369; border-bottom: 4px dotted #7D3369][font=helvetica]Something still felt a bit strange to Nez, and Kimba seemed to be upset -- but not angry. He made a note to ask him about it later, when they weren't awkwardly standing in front of his new lady.
"Right," he said, trying to clear the air of some of the strange tension. "Leg's doing ok. It still really hurts, but I have poppy seeds at my next when it gets too bad. You guys doing okay and healing up right?"
Flight had taken quite a beating. Between her bloodlust and trying to protect Nez, he was worried she would be barely standing.[/fancypost]
[color=white][size=8]Breathe keep breathing \\ Don't loose your nerve
Breathe keep breathing \\ I can't do this alone -
OOC: I completely forgot she was injured XD. Thanks for reminding me.
IC: Flight suppressed a wince as her sweeping tail brushed a sharp rock. She had a small scratch there, only a little fur ripped away, but her raw flesh was unused to this kind of contact. Figuring the two toms would continue their friendly chat, she twisted around and began combing through her fur with her tongue. It was thin in places, which forced a few cringes, but she vigorously cleaned the little remaining blood from her raw skin.
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OOC: Bump~
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; border-top: 2px solid #7D3369; border-bottom: 4px dotted #7D3369][font=helvetica]OOC: THANK YOU! Lost the thread.
Kimba was being strange. His fellow Cave Warden seemed so tense around him and especially Flight.
"Right," he said when no one gave him a straight answer. "This isn't awkward at all, guys."[/fancypost]
[color=white][size=8]Breathe keep breathing \\ Don't loose your nerve
Breathe keep breathing \\ I can't do this alone