sun is down, freezing cold / stealth mission

[coriander.]

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The rough, sandpaper like tongue he familiarized himself with scraped against the top of his head. An overpowering lavender aroma gave away the mystery of who appeared behind him, causing him to crane his neck to stare up at the spotted feline. Atbash, his mother until further notice, smiled down at him and gave him words full of encouragement. He rubs his cheek against her forearm, a small whine escaping his throat. ”But... I ‘idn’t get it, Attabash..” he mumbles in his broken English. Patient? His metaphorical eyebrows furrow, tilting his head to the side as the gears in his head visibly turned as they tried to figure out that word. ”Pay... shent?” he mews slowly, looking toward his adoptive mother for confirmation. Coriander’s ears twitch just as Agathe’s voice caught his attention, focusing his oceanic gaze on to the leopardess. Was that... A good thing? He hoped so. Either way, the little white kitten’s maw expands into a wide grin, flashing his developing teeth. ”Thank you, miss Agathe!”