clipped off, pull the branches in

[undeaths]

[ empty houses are more fun than full ones, sometimes, especially when the full houses in question are occupied by a population predominantly made up of children. (children like to pull on cats' tails, and drag them about.)

so shijima is wearing miharu's clothes; they're rumpled and too boyish for her, but they fit well enough. she crouches on the crumbling concrete floor, watching a mouse scurry back and forth on the floor between half of a melon bread and its home in the wall. ]

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[liferuining]

[ strawberry has been sitting on a window sill, for some time, and has been watching. what a creep. she wants the mouse for herself. a good toy but the usual houses that feed her milk and tuna haven't. ]

Kill it, or get lost.

[undeaths]

[ after a moment, and without looking in her direction: ] No.

[liferuining]

[ KEYWORDS. ]

Hmmm... Yes!

[undeaths]

[ groan. shijima reaches down to grasp her ankles loosely, before rolling her weight back to sit on her bum. ]

N—o. If you're that hungry, you should find somewhere else to eat.

[liferuining]

Or you should.

[ if she has to starve, though, shijima can lose her fun. strawberry stretches — then, front paws down, she pounces the hale out of the mouse. it escapes, of course, and strawberry straightens, pleased. ]

[undeaths]

I'm not here because I'm hungry. [ frowning. she bends forward over her crossed legs, reaching out towards strawberry. ]

Now what are you going to do? [ wanna touch your fur... ]

[liferuining]

[ doesn't retract or even budge. she has perfected, or should i say PURRfected?!, the art of being still as a statue to freak people the fuck out. not that she intends to here but it's why shijima doesn't get a reaction. ]

More mice live here, don't worry.

[undeaths]

[ oh my god, cat puns. shijima would not approve. meanwhile, though, she sets her hand on strawberry's back and sort of just lets it sit there. ]

Not so many. But you won't go hungry.

[liferuining]

[ ok, you weirdo, ok. ]

Because there's enough of them.

[undeaths]

More than enough, if you want to eat them.

[ she keeps one hand on strawberry, but sprawls out across the floor to stare at the mousehole. ]

I don't.

[liferuining]

What do you want?

[undeaths]

Not mice! [ still, poking a finger into the mousehole. ] Nn, but, I do want something.

[liferuining]

[ hmmm. ]

Find a rat.

[undeaths]

Some people like rats more, I think. Because they're supposed to be smarter.

[ still poking. ]

[liferuining]

But they aren't as cute.

[undeaths]

[ sidelong look. ]

You'd know.

Besides, there aren't any rats here.

[liferuining]

Too bad. They're meatier. So what do you want?

[undeaths]

Ahh, what do other people want?

[liferuining]

[ stretches and lays on the ground. ]

What's it matter?