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[Comettail]

Well I'm still here...
They can't tell me who to be... Cuz I'm not what they see—​

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COMET(TAIL), He/Him / 6 moons / Barn Cat (Future Windclan Apprentice)
Short fur black self tom with low white and fluffy tail + ginger somatic mutation in tail, bright yellow eyes
Son of ASTRO and NEBULA, Sibling to TWINKLE(TUFT), & ECLIPSE(SHADE)
Doesn't typically sit still, Quick on his paws and with his wits, Mischievous and a bit of a prankster but not unkind
Tagging [ @Hollow ]

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Rain, that often inconvenient downpour that deters and pushes away the chance to have fun in the sun outside. Comet was neutral about it as a concept really, so long as there was space to scurry around he was generally fine. His sister Twinkle loved it, his brother Eclipse loathed it. Comet supposed he understood why on both accounts since his siblings weren't him and he wasn't them.

"Boooop~" So, Comet was content to just play around with the ball he had brought to the barn in a more cozy corner, this time making doubly sure he wasn't going to accidentally whack it into a high paw-traffic area or into someone's nesting spot. He got so focused on playing in this area that he ended up making up a rhythm in his head and that eventually morphed into the sounds he heard on that funny box at his old twoleg's place, specifically the sounds that came with the pictures that had his uncle Jingle or his father Astro in them.

Having realized that he did that, Comet stopped playing with the ball and stopped it from rolling around. Had he really... Memorized those sounds, on purpose? Or did he remember the sounds because he missed them more than he wanted to say? 'S'both, Comet, dude c'mon' He silently thought to himself as he picked up his ball. Going back to his own nesting spot he stored it away and looked around to see if anyone was free. Comet didn't want to be left alone with his thoughts right now.

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Yeah the world is still sleepin' when I keep on dreamin' for me,
And their words are just whispers and lies that I'll never believe!​

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[Hollowmumble]

Hollow, -- 34 Moons / Barn Cat -- Ages on the 14th
Black spotted ghost tabby with bright amber eyes.
She is friendly, yet quiet, and always willing to help.

Tagging @Comettail

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The rain came at the worst time. Hollow was planning on going out hunting, something to keep her busy and provide the other barn cats with something. The downpour started just as she finally clawed her way down from the loft, making her sigh and stop. Over time as the rain came down heavier, cats came in to shelter away from it, most settling to nap through the storm. The barn was quiet, now, mostly, and everyone else napped or relaxed.

She sat by the open barn door, just inside of the barn but close enough that the occasional stray droplet bounced and hit her paws. She didn't mind. It felt nice, almost. With the storm came cooler weather, a welcome reprieve from the warm spring air. She liked to watch the rain as it gathered, falling from the sky and flooding into little pools in the mud. After it was over she knew a younger cat or two would walk outside a bit too enthusiastically and slip, it had happened far too many times in the many moons she had been here.

She was deep in her thoughts. They were the reason she wanted to go hunting, honestly, instead of being stuck here thinking about things she would rather not. Her ear flicked as a stray raindrop hit it. She sighed. She wished this rain would end.

 

[Comettail]

Well I'm still here...
They can't tell me who to be... Cuz I'm not what they see—​

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COMET(TAIL), He/Him / 6 moons / Barn Cat (Future Windclan Apprentice)
Short fur black self tom with low white and fluffy tail + ginger somatic mutation in tail, bright yellow eyes
Son of ASTRO and NEBULA, Sibling to TWINKLE(TUFT), & ECLIPSE(SHADE)
Doesn't typically sit still, Quick on his paws and with his wits, Mischievous and a bit of a prankster but not unkind
Tagging [@]

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Bounding around the barn somewhat aimlessly as he sought someone to talk to, Comet looked over all of the other cats that were either napping, relaxing or already occupied with conversation. It was pretty much near everyone accounted for! Even all of the cats he had come to know more outside of just passing acquaintance! This was no good, who would be talk to now—?

Oh, wait, there was someone! Someone awake, not napping, relaxing or otherwise occupied with conversation! Yes, awesome! Comet pivoted and scurried on over to the edge of the barn's entrance seeing older cats, a black spotted ghost tabby lady.

Given the scurrying pace of Comet, it wouldn't be a silly assumption to guess that he would likely just leave the barn into the rain, but he stopped well before doing that. "Hi! hello~" Comet mewed happily, choosing to sit next to Hollow as she watched the rain outside. "Sucks that we can't go running outside... But, I guess it's okay to watch the rain?" Glancing outside, Comet's eyes darted around as he watched the rain pelt the ground and disturb the various puddles. It was kind of cool actually, and it was very different from watching this sort of thing from the windowsill of a twoleg nest. "Mind if I watch too? I'm Comet, what's your name, miss?" The little guy was already feeling slightly better now that his focus was on something around him rather than into his own psyche.

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Yeah the world is still sleepin' when I keep on dreamin' for me,
And their words are just whispers and lies that I'll never believe!​

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[Hollowmumble]

Hollow, -- 34 Moons / Barn Cat -- Ages on the 14th
Black spotted ghost tabby with bright amber eyes.
She is friendly, yet quiet, and always willing to help.

Tagging @Comettail

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Hollow jolted at the sudden appearance of another cat, claws digging into the dirt instinctively. She quickly glanced over, then down at the smaller black and orange form before her. Eyes softening slightly at the sight of the kitten, she forced herself to relax, letting out a little sigh. Her previous thoughts disregarded, she focused fully on Comet.

"My name is Hollow." she mumbled, studying him. "You can watch with me, if you want." Hollow glanced back out the barn entrance, watching the water droplets fall from the sky and hit the mud. She thought for a moment, trying to find her words so that she could attempt to make conversation with the young tom. "...Do you like the rain?" she asked, tentatively.

 

[Comettail]

Well I'm still here...
They can't tell me who to be... Cuz I'm not what they see—​

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COMET(TAIL), He/Him / 6 moons / Barn Cat (Future Windclan Apprentice)
Short fur black self tom with low white and fluffy tail + ginger somatic mutation in tail, bright yellow eyes
Son of ASTRO and NEBULA, Sibling to TWINKLE(TUFT), & ECLIPSE(SHADE)
Doesn't typically sit still, Quick on his paws and with his wits, Mischievous and a bit of a prankster but not unkind
Tagging [@]

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"Oop- Sorry." Comet blinked a few times, he didn't think he was going to surprise her at all. Ultimately she said that she didn't mind his company. "Yippee! Thank you." Comet bobbed from side to side a little both out of excitement and to sit more comfortably. Also, to see juuuuust how close he could get to the exit of the barn without pushing it too much— he was already smaller than Hollow so it was less likely for rain to touch him.

"Do I like the rain...?" He thought about it for a moment as his eyes darted around to various droplets hitting puddles and bouncing off of metal buckets that were just tipped upside down outside— it made an interesting noise actually, there were a lot of funny noises that rain made when it hit stuff. Actually, now that he was thinking about it, the rain hitting the barn sounded very different compared to when it hit the top of his old twoleg place. How interesting! "Actually, yeah, I think I do, rain isn't bad, not really. Like right now it's kinda nice. I don't like storms though, those are mean and nasty. I don't think many living things like storms to be honest." Particularly fierce ones sounded like a lot of monsters rumbling all at once, it was often enough to scare even two-legs. "So... Do you like rain?" Comet posed the same question in return.

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Yeah the world is still sleepin' when I keep on dreamin' for me,
And their words are just whispers and lies that I'll never believe!​

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[Hollowmumble]

Hollow, -- 34 Moons / Barn Cat -- Ages on the 14th
Black spotted ghost tabby with bright amber eyes.
She is friendly, yet quiet, and always willing to help.

Tagging @Comettail

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Hollow's gaze stayed on Comet, watching him as he fidgeted and couldn't seem to keep still. It was sweet. She was sure that he was probably waiting for a chance for the rain to let up so he could go run outside and explore and do... whatever kittens do outside. When she was young, her and her littermates were always kept inside the house with the two-legs, and again when she went to her new home.

There she was, thinking about it again. She blinked, and focused again on the question he asked.

Looking out again, she watched the droplets land on long grass stalks, making them bend and then perk back up once the water reached the ground. The sky was grey, and she kind of missed the sun, but it wasn't a bad thing. The two-legs of the farm were hiding inside to keep dry, just as the cats were in the barn. She was sure all of the mice and rats were hiding too, any any other little creatures escaping the rain. It was quiet and calm. It wasn't bad.

"...I think I like the rain." she eventually answered. Her ear flicked as a drop of water landed on it. "What are you going to do once the rain is over?"