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[singlemanlytear]

WHO: purrfectlolcat a manlytear
WHERE: upstate New York
WHEN: backdated to November 19 (how did i keep procrastinating on this even)
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Turkey hunting, as Erik promised Nepeta that he would take her to hunt something bigger than squirrels as incentive for her to evacuate prior to Fakethulu's arrival.
FORMAT: prose


It was chilly in the early morning, and a fog was only now beginning to dissipate. Erik had taken care to dress warmly, though he did not seem affected by the cold. He had been even more concerned about ensuring that Nepeta had known to bundle up in anticipation of being outdoors on a winter morning. He was unsure what the climate of her home planet must be like, and did not know if she would be familiar with the temperatures of upstate New York.

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Nepeta was so excited to be here that any and all indication of her having been uncomfortable or cold would have dissipated immediately. In fact, she probably would not have noticed it herself, if it had existed. She was walking alongside Erik with her hands stuffed into her pockets and wearing a long scarf that Charles had given her, eagerly waiting to find one of these vicious gobblebeasts she'd heard so much about. She looked up at Erik the second she stopped walking, half of her face eclipsed in fabric, the rest of her just wide yellow eyes.

"Where are all the beasts going to be?" she asked him, voice high and curious.