Pussycat pussycat, where have you been? [Closed]

[redpeacock]

Characters: Genesis Rhapsodos and a concerned Clovikitty (Maybe War if she wakes up)
Location: Around Tartarus Terraces
Rating: G for General Fluff
Time: Early morning, after madness dies down in the city.
Description: Regaining his senses just in time as his meister falls, Genesis decides to withdraw peacefully and take her home to nurse her back

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[justsopretty]

[Clovis sighs as he decides that perhaps he will find someone who can help him return to his human form. Slipping out of the room is a difficult endeavor as he wanders, meowing at everything that crosses. Little cries of help.

The cat does halt when he notices Genesis carrying a woman -- one he recognizes as his meister. Trotting after, he continues to meow in concern. Sounding more like whining of a random stray cat as he follows after the two of them.]

[redpeacock]

[Genesis hears the cat meowing after him, but first things were first. He had to attend to Carmine. At this point, her dress was definitely bloodied and soiled and her body bruised-- perhaps even internally bleeding. He couldn't just leave her on the bed like that. But at the same time, he was certain that they both were much too proud to seek medical attention.

After laying Carmine on the bed, he turned to the cat who had followed him and crouched down. He ran his hand over the small head, scritching behind an ear.]

Worried? She'll be alright. You'll have to hold on a while, though. I need to clean her up.

[He had no idea this was Clovis, however, but he had an inkling that the cat was worried for his meister.]

[justsopretty]

[There is a moment when the once prince perks up as he feels like it is understood who he is, but the pat on his head suggests otherwise. As do the words.

Clovis stares at the young woman for a time, mewing softly at her. His head lowers as he is not appreciating anything. He bites onto Genesis's arm to get his attention -- tugging lightly. His ears flat against his head.

Muffled meowing increases.]

[redpeacock]

[Genesis frowns as he feels the small teeth latch on to his skin.]

What's wrong?

[If Genesis didn't like cats, he would have shoved this one away already.]