[Gloriously, accidentally public]
*mew*
[Rustlethump]
*mew*
...two, three, four...oh damn it.
*mew* *mew* *mew*
[scramble *thud*]
Will you stop climbing the drapes? *sigh*
All right. It's official. They're loose. Three of them.
[generous friends filter]
Ehm...help?
*meeeeewww!*
[kitten spam for corridors]
[The pride had taken advantage of a temporarily opened door to make their escape in search of food. The cool-skinned giant had provided fish and water, but they were dedicatedly about the business of growing and didn't care to wait for set mealtimes.]
[Their leader, the red one, padded purposefully down the corridor, sniffing at doors while the pair of silver-greys with her waited for her signal before moving on. They fully intended to find food no matter how many doors they had to sniff at or stairs they had to climb. Or giants they had to charm.]
[later mildly panicked vampire spam for corridors]
[Dracula opens his door, hastily looking down to make sure more kittens do not spill out after him, and then sniffs the air frantically for kittenscent. He then turns and darts down the hallway, tracing the same general path as the kittens. He is so completely distracted that he doesn't notice the little black catlet cheerfully riding along in his coat pocket.]
*mew*
[Rustlethump]
*mew*
...two, three, four...oh damn it.
*mew* *mew* *mew*
[scramble *thud*]
Will you stop climbing the drapes? *sigh*
All right. It's official. They're loose. Three of them.
[generous friends filter]
Ehm...help?
*meeeeewww!*
[kitten spam for corridors]
[The pride had taken advantage of a temporarily opened door to make their escape in search of food. The cool-skinned giant had provided fish and water, but they were dedicatedly about the business of growing and didn't care to wait for set mealtimes.]
[Their leader, the red one, padded purposefully down the corridor, sniffing at doors while the pair of silver-greys with her waited for her signal before moving on. They fully intended to find food no matter how many doors they had to sniff at or stairs they had to climb. Or giants they had to charm.]
[later mildly panicked vampire spam for corridors]
[Dracula opens his door, hastily looking down to make sure more kittens do not spill out after him, and then sniffs the air frantically for kittenscent. He then turns and darts down the hallway, tracing the same general path as the kittens. He is so completely distracted that he doesn't notice the little black catlet cheerfully riding along in his coat pocket.]