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The Canopy Crew ([personal profile] thecanopycrew) wrote in [community profile] thehometree2015-06-17 09:52 pm

Cat Rescue

| characters | One lost cat, her owner and the adventurers of the tree!

| date/time | Wednesday afternoon

| location | Outside the Tree, Mist Barrier

| rating | None

| summary | Someone has come looking for their best friend.


After two weeks with a cat hanging around the Tree, seemingly lost and hungry, today her savior will arrive!

...in the form of a little girl, no older than six. Struggling her way through the foliage outside, this small child can be seen outside the mist, alone and on a very special quest. Her determined face changes into a gasp of joy as she sees her little friend lying in the grass, safe and sound.

"Mittens!" Hurrying over and picking her cat up, the young gently strokes her precious pet's fur and nuzzles her face. The absolute happiness is easily picked out even through the haze of the mist. "I knew the faeries would protect you!"


Carefully holding on to her cat, the little girl leans down, digging around in the pockets of her cute little dress. Taking out a handful of things, she very carefully puts them down on a large piece of bark. "Thank you, fairies! I'm gonna tell my dad I was right!" Putting the piece of bark in the stream, she then giggles and waves excitedly. Then she is scooping her cat back up in her arms, almost big enough to drag on the ground but still purring in joy.

Slowly, the bark boat starts to float towards the mist, passing through into the Tree's area.

CONGRATULATIONS!
You have received:
1 Tiny Ceramic Tea Set
(4 Cups, 4 Saucers, 4 Plates, 1 Creamer Jug, 1 Sugar Bowl, 1 Pot)
1 Dollhouse Chess Set
1 Dollhouse Crib
1 Full Spool of Red Sewing Thread
1 Mood Ring
3 Green Marbles

knight_king: (( eh? ))

SABER ♔ Open

[personal profile] knight_king 2015-06-17 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Unlike some of the dwellers, Saber had been wary about the cat's presence near the barrier. She liked felines, but she was fully aware that their size made them potential toys or meals to larger animals, including cats. The girl's arrival was unexpected, she froze and watched her thank them from the other side of the mist.

Faeries, she called them, so they had become this? It seemed like a confirmation that she didn't need to hear. She didn't stand staring too long. Quickly, Saber advanced toward the water stream and, with her Blessing, she stepped on the water surface. Gliding on the stream, she reached out to stop the bark boat with the offerings, just in case it travelled back into the fog.
hakanai: (Covered * Faint embarrassment)

Yoshitsugu * Open

[personal profile] hakanai 2015-06-17 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoshitsugu had been outside near the cat when the young girl had arrived, therefore earning himself a full view of what occured; it wasn't a huge surprise that someone would come for the cat eventually, it being obviously owned, but something about the sight of the fully-sized young girl really drove home the reality of their situation.

Not in a bad way, just in a curious one.

Endeared, Yoshitsugu slowly approached the stream which carried the girl's gifts. The thread was what initially grabbed his attention in terms of practical use; that was going to be incredibly handy for everyone. But it was the chess set that really intrigued him.

"A game?" He hummed thoughtfully, tapping his facecloth as the bark approached. "Familiar, but not..."

An intellectual challenge would honestly be a welcome one, and while the set was not a game he was familiar with per se, it was similiar enough to others he'd played back home that he could make a vague guess at its nature. Hopefully someone around knew exactly how it was played...
Edited 2015-06-17 20:52 (UTC)
steelmyself: (caledfwlch.)

Archer ♠ open

[personal profile] steelmyself 2015-06-18 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Archer is expecting something like this.

He saw that the cat had a collar, after all. That could only mean one thing: it was a pet, and someone was looking for it.

He was, however, hoping that it was something they could talk to.

Still, when the girl appears, as enormous as she is to his perspective, he quickly sees her from where he's patrolling the mists, and he attempts to fly up to communicate with her. It's no use; she's more interested in the cat and in her ideas of "fairies."

So in the end, he flutters his way back down to the ground with a disgruntled sigh. "Ugh...that was worth little. Perhaps the father she spoke of will be of more use to us?"
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Arno - Open

[personal profile] sirpisspot 2015-06-18 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Arno had been keeping an eye out for the furry friend in the mist. He couldn't go out to it, but he was one of the ones that tried to occasionally pass on food for it from time to time. He'd also watch it carefully sometimes, just for the very fact.

The cat looked so large to him and when it didn't get him to thinking how insignificant he is at his size, or where they actually were for a regular cat to be around, it got him to thinking about home.

He loved cats, always have. As far as he was concerned, dogs could be trained as lackeys and there were plenty a times as a kid he was sure he was to be mauled by one or more of them. Thank a certain someone for that. Cats acted by themselves, were independent. Most of the time. When he grew older, lived in Paris, and he obtained steward status at the cafe, he would sneak cream from the kitchen and bring it up to his room. There were a few cats that liked to be regular on top of their roof. Probably in search of food, and Arno didn't mind being a supplier. Neither did the cats.

Suddenly in that one afternoon, he saw something else in that mist. Giant? No, of course not. That is-.

It was a full sized human. A human little girl, looking for her cat. It was obvious, wasn't it? The poor cat was lost, and as sweet as the reunion was, it really made Arno feel...he wasn't actually sure how he felt.

As the boat came with the simple trinkets came and as it was secured, Arno fluttered down the tree slowly. He looked on the objects with a neutral expression. He didn't engage in rooting through, or anything.
timbre_wolf: (wolf submissive)

[personal profile] timbre_wolf 2015-06-24 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Amonir spent most of his time outside the tree. He liked the company of the cat, and would curl up in his wolf form on the other side of the wall of mist. The purring was very relaxing.

Amonir hears the girl long before he sees her. He swells with joy that the feline could return home now, but at the same time he is pained to see the cat go, but he knew the cat would do better with the girl.

Without thinking much about it, he howls in joy and sadness, his tones shifting. It isn't long before Amonir gets lonely from howling loud enough the tree could even hear it, without a response.