private WHITE SUNDAY \ a meeting

[EDMUND]

Oh, this was probably the most bonkers idea he'd ever had... a feeling of neverending stupidity hammered at his head like a woodpecker, and Edmund fidgeted on the spot. Their tail swished nervously from side to side. Stars, she probably thought they were the biggest idiot in the world, clueless not to have known she couldn't have left camp. His breaths shuddered, and Edmund traced his tongue along the inside of his teeth. If there was anything he hated (or maybe hate was a bit strong...) it was feeling like an inconvenience. That was why they'd gone mad, scrambled off into the distance, at the slightest sign ...

And they'd almost not even shown up, honestly... they'd been debating if it was even worth it, showing their worrying face. How embarassing, to get someone to come all the way here just for a check-up?

Tall ears twitched at the movement, and uneven eyes widened at the sight of the two familiar she-cats ... Edmund swallowed, gave a nervous smile. "Erm, hi," he murmured, scuffing his paw along the ground. Desperately, they tried to read her face. Did she look exasperated? Annoyed, upset? "It's nice to see you." Their voice was soft, earnest- despite apprehension and thumping awkwardness, their smile was genuine, and they took a soft step forward. "... I feel a bit daft having you come all this way just to hear that."

\ @butterflytuft (with @Florabreeze as her escort!)​

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[butterflytuft]

She is a bit nervous about this whole meet-up scenario. She knows she asked Florabreeze to set this up so she could properly thank the kittypet who’d helped her, who’d helped her daughter, but she can’t help the anxiety that wells up in her chest as she pads after her friend towards the border. She hasn’t been this way since the dog attack, and she can feel her fur prickle as she looks around more diligently than she normally does.

The fence line comes into view, and so does a cinnamon pelt. Butterflytuft's heart softens the moment she sees Edmund, noticing his nervous fidgeting and the way he hesitates before speaking. He certainly is sweet. The sight of them brings back more memories of that day, now a day she would never forget. Despite the anxiety she can feel rolling off of him, their presence is a comfort, a tangible reminder of that kindness he’d shown her a season ago.

She offers him a warm smile, stepping forward with a gentle purr. Somehow, his nervousness makes her feel a bit more confident, if only a tad bit. “Hi, Edmund. It’s so good to see you too," She mews softly, though there is still a characteristic shyness in the way her head ducks. Her ears lay flat and her tail brushes the ground awkwardly. She studies him closely, noting the worry in his eyes as he admits he feels a bit of a fool. "It’s no inconvenience," She attempts to reassure. Her paws shuffle against the ground as she tilts her head slightly, trying to maintain eye contact. "I'm…grateful for the chance to see you again. I wanted to thank you for that day." She glances at Florabreeze, then back to Edmund. "The kit you carried back to our camp - she’s named Budkit now. She’s doing well! She’s grown so much, and she’s strong. That’s thanks to you.”
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[EDMUND]

Edmind's tail twitched, a tiny thought. It's good to see you too, she said, and he felt for a moment that his sickness ceased, and- and that there was a genuine gladness on her face. It soothed his heart to see it, honestly. To know for certain that she had some affinity for them, a memory kept fondly despite the fire it had been forged within, made him visibly relax. Their paws stopped kneading, and a genuine smile smothered the shaking one that had sat on his face before.

"Oh, it was..." There was no need to thank him, really, truly. He'd just done what any cat would do- the right thing. No one in their right mind would leave her there, it wasn't a matter of nobility. "I mean, what else could I have done?" Their tone was earnest, and they met yellow eyes with mismatched, copper-and-blue crescenting with his smile.

Budkit, she was doing well. It was like some gale of relief struck him, sent him unsteady- interest widened Edmund's eyes, and he leaned forward, head tilting the more and more she talked about her. Strong, healthy. Thanks to them- they blinked, grin growing by the moment, flattery pinkening the tips of their ears. "I'm- I'm so glad to hear it." he said breathlessly, bowing his head. "Has she said her first word, then? Is she- is she friendly? Y'know, i thought ... I felt a good energy when she looked at me." Was he rambling? "Um, I just... wow, it'd be great to see her again someday."​

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