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MOONGEIST BEAM
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Moongeist Beam doesn’t like being told what to do. Or being told what not to do. Especially when the thing they are forbade from doing is so fun! Why shouldn’t they be allowed to go out and pick fights with cats from the pine group—those dumb kittypets probably wouldn’t even know what hit them! But apparently they’re “too young” and “inexperienced” to take on an adult cat in a fight, as their father put it. So the child is stuck hanging around camp until one of the older cats takes pity on her and decides to let her tag along on a hunt. Today they’ve had no such luck, so the tabby is bored out of their mind and looking for some sort of distraction. And a distraction they get! A few cats seem to be gathered nearby, and with a spring to his step he bounds over.
He makes a show of striding into the middle of the group, turning an azure gaze upon each of them in turn. "So, I heard a rumor the other day," they begin, tail swishing as they give the other feline a conspiratorial smile. "A rumor that Plover isn’t really a cat. They just look like a cat, but really they’re some kind of shapeshifter." It makes sense, she thinks. That little kid is way too weird to be a real cat, with their creepy smiles and their unblinking gaze. Moongeist Beam feels a shudder run down their spine at the thought of their last interaction with Plover. "What do you guys think?"
He makes a show of striding into the middle of the group, turning an azure gaze upon each of them in turn. "So, I heard a rumor the other day," they begin, tail swishing as they give the other feline a conspiratorial smile. "A rumor that Plover isn’t really a cat. They just look like a cat, but really they’re some kind of shapeshifter." It makes sense, she thinks. That little kid is way too weird to be a real cat, with their creepy smiles and their unblinking gaze. Moongeist Beam feels a shudder run down their spine at the thought of their last interaction with Plover. "What do you guys think?"
[ PENNED BY FOXLORE ]