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nightlogs2023-09-02 05:19 pm
changechild) wrote in nightlogs2023-09-02 05:19 pm
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oh mother things ain't going so well
Who: Nyara and OPEN
What: you know how when you adopt a cat you gotta accept that it will probably want to hide for a few weeks?
Where: Pole generally
When: ambiguously throughout the month
Warnings/Notes: she Struggling. oblique reference to coming from a bad home situation.
Nyara is not taking this in stride.
Is the Pole different from her father's fortress in winter? Yes, absolutely and in many ways, but feeling the tropical heat and knowing it's cold outside, seeing the bright colors and lights and luxury, and smelling reeking stomach-turning things like peppermint... it's filled her with dread and had her looking over her shoulder and flinching at shadows. She wants badly to run away to somewhere plain and peaceful, to return to quiet and hunting for her meals, but is also afraid of consequences should she act out. She doesn't understand what's out there, what could get her, so she hasn't made a break for it. Yet.
catnap: Instead of the appointed quarters, Nyara's made a few nests for herself lower down, where it's cooler and darker and the smell is less powerful. You can most easily find her in the sleigh room bundled against the cold, maybe moving an armful of straw, probably looking at you with feline alarm. She sleeps lightly and doesn't want anyone seeing her in that vulnerable state, but it can't always be helped especially if Need is doing work on her - then the girl buries herself in straw and blankets and twitches, like she's dreaming.
catfight: She can also be found in the training room, firing arrows into dummies or fighting them with Need in hand. Usually for hours at a stretch as she tries to exhaust herself. She's alert and nervous and stops what she's doing if she notices an observer, but if she's been at it for long enough that she's glazed over, panting, pushing through the pain of exertion and moving more slowly, she won't notice.
catnetworking: If Need knows you, you may be interrupted in your non-urgent business at some point by a Mind-voice both concerned and deeply irritated, asking, :Could you please tell my girl that she should eat?: Need is perfectly capable of making Nyara feel okay with the dramatic change in circumstances, and with just making her take care of herself, but she hates to do that sort of thing.
What: you know how when you adopt a cat you gotta accept that it will probably want to hide for a few weeks?
Where: Pole generally
When: ambiguously throughout the month
Warnings/Notes: she Struggling. oblique reference to coming from a bad home situation.
Nyara is not taking this in stride.
Is the Pole different from her father's fortress in winter? Yes, absolutely and in many ways, but feeling the tropical heat and knowing it's cold outside, seeing the bright colors and lights and luxury, and smelling reeking stomach-turning things like peppermint... it's filled her with dread and had her looking over her shoulder and flinching at shadows. She wants badly to run away to somewhere plain and peaceful, to return to quiet and hunting for her meals, but is also afraid of consequences should she act out. She doesn't understand what's out there, what could get her, so she hasn't made a break for it. Yet.
catnap: Instead of the appointed quarters, Nyara's made a few nests for herself lower down, where it's cooler and darker and the smell is less powerful. You can most easily find her in the sleigh room bundled against the cold, maybe moving an armful of straw, probably looking at you with feline alarm. She sleeps lightly and doesn't want anyone seeing her in that vulnerable state, but it can't always be helped especially if Need is doing work on her - then the girl buries herself in straw and blankets and twitches, like she's dreaming.
catfight: She can also be found in the training room, firing arrows into dummies or fighting them with Need in hand. Usually for hours at a stretch as she tries to exhaust herself. She's alert and nervous and stops what she's doing if she notices an observer, but if she's been at it for long enough that she's glazed over, panting, pushing through the pain of exertion and moving more slowly, she won't notice.
catnetworking: If Need knows you, you may be interrupted in your non-urgent business at some point by a Mind-voice both concerned and deeply irritated, asking, :Could you please tell my girl that she should eat?: Need is perfectly capable of making Nyara feel okay with the dramatic change in circumstances, and with just making her take care of herself, but she hates to do that sort of thing.
Catfight
...Oh, that's the footwook of someone who needs a nap in a sunbeam and a dish of cream. Even if sunbeams are at a premium here.
"Perhaps you should have a...catnap? Eh? Eh?"
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She doesn't sweat as much as an unmodified human, but the pads on her hands are slick, and there's some dewing in the thin fur on the insides of her arms, and in scattered spots where other sweat glands still function to try to cool her off. Nyara can push herself to ignore a lot of discomfort that's now making itself increasingly known.