padding rain [o]

[Victor]

As Victor stretches and rises from his icy bed of pine needles, he yawns widely and mutters something about a snack. He takes one step outside of his shelter underneath thick pine brush and is met with a bucket of icy cold water to the head. Gaping with shock, the graceful light grey tom takes a step back and looks out at the sky. Thick dark grey storm clouds covet the once-lilac sky and icy sheets of rain pelt down upon the Twoleg-place. The longhaired cat's stomach grumbles in annoyance and Victor tries to remember when he last ate. It was about two days ago, as he recalls - it was a huge chicken leg bone that had almost been licked clean. It was at times like these that the rogue wondered why he had left his home. He sighs and slumps down in the undergrowth, grooming his paws as he waits for the storm to pass. He doesn't notice the hurried pawsteps towards his make-shift shelter.

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Olivia was out walking when it started to rain. Her coat was groomed still, of coarse, but it was wet. Oh, what would Elanore think? She decided that rather than returning she would find somewhere else to stay until she was dry. She looked around and her attention was caught by a makeshift den. She rushed forwards, finding another cat. This cat was probably not a kittypet by the smell, so she acted accordingly. She knew how they felt about kittypets. There had been all too many in her old town. "Excuse me. I know it's a bit short notice, but could I stay with you for the moment? Just until it stops raining. I know what you probably think, I'm just a spoiled kittypet, and hey, I am, but I am also out in the rain so please, if you would be ever so kind to let me stay and not send me out further into the rain, I would be forever grateful. I would also owe you greatly, which is saying something for a spoiled cat."

[Victor]

Victor springs to his paws as a cat skids to a stop right in front of his face. He opens his mouth to say something but he is met with a torrent of sentences and words spiralling together into one request - 'Can I shelter here?' The dubbed 'rogue' laughs softly and moves out of the way with a brisk flick of his fluffy grey tail.

"Of course you can stay! I'd be a devil if I were to let such a pretty young kitty catch a cold~" Victor says, winking a sea-blue eye and flicking his ear. "If I may ask, what is your name? Mine is Victor, and it's a pleasure to meet such a fine cat."

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Olivia ducked her head slightly and made her way into the den."Thank you very much." She said with a kind smile. "I'm Olivia. It's very nice to meet you."
(Sorry for shortness)