07-21-2018, 10:31 PM
CAPTAINPAW
✯ — YOUNG LOVERS AND THEY ARE NOT SLEEPING
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coming from the perspective of a kitten just barely beginning to start his ascent into adulthood, pincher was someone that intimidated the beta. probably one of the very few, as captainpaw was always talkative and obnoxious toward anyone and everyone. pincher, though, had held a different tone. perhaps it was because he was the leader and demanded much more respect than anyone else truly did. he didn't feel the need to salute his father or sit up straight whenever he even came in the vicinity of a five mile radius. pincher just... drew the reaction from him.
cap had been lounging in the tavern for his noon meal. in his youthful excitement the moment he woke up breakfast had not been important enough and he had jumped head on into his responsibilities for the day. though now he was just about starving, his belly clawing his sides in protest as he waited at the doorway of the kitchen for someone to slip him something. he hadn't even noticed pincher in the corner, his back to the others.
when the jaguar stood at his ful height, though, captainpaw immediately stiffened and felt his mouth grow dry out of habit. then there was... chicken wings?
the smell met his nose and his posture fell, and he bounded toward the colorful plate. "pretty poultry~" the beta purred, his nose poking at a wing closest to him. he took a little nibble, before his head jerked back.
"hot! hot!" he bounced in place, his paw waving at the steam coming from his mouth before turning his head, seeing a bucket of dishwater and running to dunk his head in it, emerging once his tongue and cheeks had cooled.
cap had been lounging in the tavern for his noon meal. in his youthful excitement the moment he woke up breakfast had not been important enough and he had jumped head on into his responsibilities for the day. though now he was just about starving, his belly clawing his sides in protest as he waited at the doorway of the kitchen for someone to slip him something. he hadn't even noticed pincher in the corner, his back to the others.
when the jaguar stood at his ful height, though, captainpaw immediately stiffened and felt his mouth grow dry out of habit. then there was... chicken wings?
the smell met his nose and his posture fell, and he bounded toward the colorful plate. "pretty poultry~" the beta purred, his nose poking at a wing closest to him. he took a little nibble, before his head jerked back.
"hot! hot!" he bounced in place, his paw waving at the steam coming from his mouth before turning his head, seeing a bucket of dishwater and running to dunk his head in it, emerging once his tongue and cheeks had cooled.
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