[open] dirt

[Dove]

whee so lazy rn.

It was now morning and the tabby rolled around the dirt.

[Natalia]

Natalia was going out to hunt.

Then she had accidentally come across a cat she'd met once before. She hadn't even gotten a name. Though, at the moment she wasn't sure she really wanted to know this cat... She was rolling around in the dirt. She vaguely remembered seeing a bird doing that once... Why a cat would was completely beyond her. 

She stared at the tabby, her left eye twitching, her intentions to hunt completely forgotten.

[Slate]

[This is going to be a fun thread]

Slate rolled out from under a bush and rolled around the two she-cats. "Dirt."

[Dove]

hahah, whoops. I forgot to mention that I have two-three midterms every week, which means I'm constantly studying.

Oh goody, guests! Once Natalia came around, Dove kicked some dirt in the she-cat's direction, slightly dirtying her coat. "You need to relax and enjoy yourself at times," she called out before Slate came to join them. The more the merrier, not to mention that he too, followed suit. "We are The Three Dirteteers!"

[Natalia]

Natalia recoiled and made a face.

The tabby had flat out thrown dirt at her. For no reason whatsoever. Slate had rolled around in the dirt. She flattened her ears. "No." She growled simply.


((Nat is the resident grump))

[Slate]

    Slate did a sideways Barrel Roll.

    He looked up at the Party pooper. "Come on, it's fun!" His long fur was caked in dirt as he rolled around "No ticks for moons." He saw Dove throw some dirt at Natalia, much to her disgust. He gathered some dust, stood up, and poured it on Nat's coat. Then Slate laid down and rolled in the dirt again.

[Natalia]

Natalia was mostly disgusted by the meaninglessness of the playing in the dirt.

She wasn't afraid of getting her paws dirty, she just saw it was utterly childish. She didn't see how rolling in the dirt warded off ticks. She didn't feel any more compelled to take a mud bath. She openly hissed at Slate for covering her in dust, as it spread. She coughed and ran to hide behind a nearby bush. She resumed hissing from behind the bush, voicing her displeasure

[Dove]

Dove stopped once Natalia was not reciprocating, but Slate continued the banter. Oh well. Soon enough, Natalia went to hide, and the tabby rose her tail for Slate to pause their playtime for the meantime. They would have to resume later by the looks of it.

"Aww, we didn't mean to!" she called out, looking at the bush. "Do you want to go on a patrol or something? I was thinking about exploring near the clans again. Or the farmhouse. I heard there's a surplus of mice growing in the barn again."

[Natalia]

Natalia flattened her eyes and narrowed her eyes at Dove.

What was she trying to do...? Hopefully it was realizing that she was far too mature for playing in the dirt, and leaving her alone. 

Dove's next suggestion took her by surprise. Natalia didn't interact with others much, as such, she did not catch the news of Dove's leadership status. "... And who put you in charge..." She grumbled from the bush.

[Slate]

    Slate got to his paws and stared at Natalia, and cocked his head. This was the most clueless cat on the planet. Who doesn't want to roll in the dirt all day? Oh, and she didn't know who Dove was. Eh, not as clueless. He turned to Dove "Sure, I could do with a patrol." He meowed, shaking most of the dirt from his pelt.

    He then looked to Natalia "Um, she kinda is in charge..." Slate pointed a paw at Dove "She leader."

[Natalia]

Natalia stared.

Then shook her head. "... I don't talk to others much. Didn't catch the news." She explained, although her grumpiness still shone through her voice. She huffed. "I'm fine with going on a patrol. Don't have much to do."

[Dove]

okay, this thread's gonna die, so I'm going to post a new one with the both of you tagged.<33

"Like a moon or so ago," she shrugged, before leading the two.

[Natalia]

((Alright.))

Natalia grunted.

She didn't fault herself for missing the news. At least she got it now, and she was no lack suffering from a lack of information. As Dove began to pad off, she followed after, but dragging behind quite a bit. She wasn't really comfortable with being within striking distance.

[Slate]

(Got it)

Slate jumped up and padded after Dove, tail waggling behind him.