#gadventurous

Jiminy's really not sure why he keeps getting that. It's always seemed to him like his kind is just as common as... well, as talking mice. Maybe insects are just better at hiding?

@gadventurous said:

Gavin looks up at Danny, looking lost in thought before he finally speaks up. ❝ Who... are you? ❞ The jerkiness to the teenager's words belied his usual confidence and optimism, —as if for once in his life not accidentally saying something rude was conscious effort.

"My name? Well, I'm Danny! Song and dance cat, at your service!"

Just to emphasize his point, he did a little tap. Short skit as it was, the footwork was skillfully done. He was quick to smile, undeterred by the unexpected realization that someone didn't know who he of all felines were.

"I'm a performer, nice to meetcha! Ah..."

A chuckle.

Damned rodent. The Coeurl retracted his paw from the log and put his eye to the opening once more. His ears twitched; the prey had definitely spoke, but was nowhere to be found. The beast's whiskers crackled with electricity for moment, then soon stopped. No, he wouldn't waste his magic on something as simple as some mouse. Bare, primal senses would be more than enough to bring the tiny snack right to his eager maw.

“Wait a minute..” He spoke softly, This mouse was wearing something..looked like it was meant to be a scarf maybe..huh he must have definitely picked this mouse from another earth within a different dimension. It was going to be hell putting this little guy where he belonged. “I wonder if you can understand me..you do look.. somewhat civilized than the ordinary miss here..” But then again Puar was a talking cat whilst Oolong was a talking pig soo he wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if the mouse knew how to speak.

“If you can understand me, my name is Trunks..and I’m sorry you had to be dragged out here.” Trunks slowly moved his hand to allow the little rodent to see he was within an empty field. The grass was lush and green and far ahead in the horizon was the sight of a city shrouded in the clouds due to the distance. “It will take a while before I can find your exact timeline and Earth.”

    " A rodent? In my temple? "

He squints as he looks down. Wait...

❝ ... ❞ ⸻He just murdered that butterfly. Now that Gavin knows insects can talk... that's kinda dark.

The flaming spec burns away into nothingness before it hits the ground. Its eulogy is a careless laugh, deep and foreboding.