[Forward Dated to Beginning of AV: RL w/Hyacinthus] Cat? I'm a kitty cat!

[sine_sole_sileo]

The day dawned as the rest of them had during the run of the Olympics -- crisp and clear, the air absolutely abuzz with energy. The open curtains of the hotel room's large window exposed slats of golden light across the carpeted floor, prime for a certain god-turned-cat to roll over and bare his belly to warm in the light. As he rolled, his

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[bloodiedrebirth]

Hyacinth rolled over, taking the cat with him. In his sleepy daze, he felt something soft, and he snuggled up to the fur with a small smile. What was it anyway? He didn't remember any of the pillows being fuzzy.

Ah well. Sleep called.

The continuous purring at his ear didn't do much to wake him up at all.

[sine_sole_sileo]

As happy as the cuddling made him, Apollo was awake and damned if he was going to let Hyacinth sleep when there was so much to do! He wanted to eat, find out where they were, play, and where was the food, anyway?

He wriggled out from the boy's hold and crawled over his shoulder onto the pillow, settling on Hyacinth's head, still purring lavishly. A paw darted out, holding him down as a pink tongue scraped against soft blonde hair. If he wasn't going to get up, the least the cat could do was make him look presentable.

[bloodiedrebirth]

Alright, so there was something licking at him now. Hyacinth tried to push it away, feeling squashed by the heavy presence on his head. After a while, he gave up and he opened his eyes, sitting up to stare blearily at the orange tomcat.

"... Huh?" was all he could manage for a minute or two, trying to figure out why a cat was in the hotel room, and crawling all over him at that. He reached out to skritch the cat's ears sleepily. "Who're you?" he asked with a sleepy sort of smile, flopping over onto his front. "Did Apollo put you here?" Not that he was really expecting an answer.

[sine_sole_sileo]

"Rrrraa," Apollo replied pleasantly, settling on his haunches to knead at the pillow, craning his neck to be scratched under the chin. At the sound of his name, his ears perked up and he meowed again, getting up to press his nose to the boy's cheek in a sort-of kiss.