[ Yue Qingyuan would have been amused to know that it was his shidi parading around in protective, hissing proprietary; he'd have been amused enough to see the cat he'd started feeding and hoping would accompany him had done similar. As it is, the picture he walks in on after having sought out both his shidis, locating only one, is sweet.
A bit of a nuisance, given the natures of the rabbit-cats, but there's not much he can do but try to quietly and calmly relocate them, while leaving Miao'er undisturbed on his bed.
It works for exactly two cabbits. The third one slits open their eyes with a yawn, and promptly hits Yue Qingyuan in the face with a hex, an almost physical sensation. The intense urge to sleep crashes over him like a wave, and he sighs, knowing the why of it. ]
Don't chew through my things, please.
[ Is what he tells the still sleepy cabbit, before settling it down on the ground (it grunts, blearily standing and shaking itself off to then hop right back onto the bed, thank you very much) and taking a ginger seat on the bed.
Miao'er has managed to occupy the middle of his bed, two more cabbits still tucked around the front of the curled up cat. It's a narrow space for himself, but he has nothing pressing, and trusts that the crystals will help wake him should some crisis come bearing down the lines.
Carefully, he lowers himself to the bed, boots left at the side, and curves himself to settle with the cat and cabbits at his stomach. His hand hovers over the cat, then strokes the brown and black striped fur. The rudely awoken cabbit snorts and paws their way into the pile, until all the figures in the room are sleeping.
Including the two displaced cabbits now nestled on the floor. ]
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A bit of a nuisance, given the natures of the rabbit-cats, but there's not much he can do but try to quietly and calmly relocate them, while leaving Miao'er undisturbed on his bed.
It works for exactly two cabbits. The third one slits open their eyes with a yawn, and promptly hits Yue Qingyuan in the face with a hex, an almost physical sensation. The intense urge to sleep crashes over him like a wave, and he sighs, knowing the why of it. ]
Don't chew through my things, please.
[ Is what he tells the still sleepy cabbit, before settling it down on the ground (it grunts, blearily standing and shaking itself off to then hop right back onto the bed, thank you very much) and taking a ginger seat on the bed.
Miao'er has managed to occupy the middle of his bed, two more cabbits still tucked around the front of the curled up cat. It's a narrow space for himself, but he has nothing pressing, and trusts that the crystals will help wake him should some crisis come bearing down the lines.
Carefully, he lowers himself to the bed, boots left at the side, and curves himself to settle with the cat and cabbits at his stomach. His hand hovers over the cat, then strokes the brown and black striped fur. The rudely awoken cabbit snorts and paws their way into the pile, until all the figures in the room are sleeping.
Including the two displaced cabbits now nestled on the floor. ]