The Soul Between Us[p]

[Coyotekit]

Saltkit ((I love having weird thread titles ok

Coyotekit was fairly certain he'd gotten some sort of read on most of his siblings. Snakekit was frustrating, but could be an accomplice in the right circumstances. Weaselkit was a joy killer. Dawnkit was incredibly boring. Saltkit, however... Coy didn't know anything about him. He was curious.

He needed to know how his fourth brother would react to his behavior, which was why he was sneaking up behind his brother. He pounced, trying to grab Saltkit's tail in his jaws and bite it. Hard. He wasn't sure if his kit teeth could break the skin, but hey. It was the thought that counts, right?

[Saltkit]

(i feel)

It wasn't as often as I would've liked that I was able to leave the Nursery, as Brackensky kept a close eye on my four brothers and I. I wasn't close with her -- with any of them, really. In fact, I hardly knew them at all, and, honestly, I had no desire to form relationships with any of them. It wasn't because they annoyed me, although they probably were annoying, but moreso that I simply lacked the same social urge that most kittens had. Most of my denmates found it rather odd, or saw me as some sort of loner, not that I really cared.

I had snuck past my mother, and was minding my own business observing my clanmates, when I felt the sudden pain of sharp teeth across my tail. I pulled it away, my reaction slightly delayed, and held it against my side, the tip ticking in anger. I turned, an angry, but somewhat passive, expression on my face. "Go away."

(posts will be delayed because of homework heh)

[Coyotekit]

((Don't worry, homework comes for us alllll 

... low-key also wondering actually how much brackensky would actually be keeping an eye on them lol she'd probably be watching them for signs of possible mental issues cos ayyyy snail is dead and all))

Coyotekit watched, clearly unimpressed as Saltkit turned around, clutching his tail tight. The tip twitched in anger, and Saltkit's expression was rather... Dull. "Well. You're certainly full of life aren't you?" He said sarcastically, even as his bored expression morphed into a pleasant smile edged by morbid interest. 

"No. I don't think I will." He told him. "I mean, why do I have to do what you tell me? You're certainly not above me." He purred. 

[Saltkit]

(yee trueee probably a lot then, yeah?)

I slitted my eyes slightly at the tom, allowing my tail to relax and fall back into place. I could still feel a dull ache where his teeth had hit, but otherwise the pain had subsided. I watched him carefully, trying to figure out which brother he was. It took me a moment to remember -- Coyotekit. "I am," I responded, lifting my body fully into a standing position. I understood that he was being sarcastic, obviously, but the more snippish I acted, I had found, the faster they left.

My brother was a little.. off, I decided. There was something morbid about him; morbid, macabre. I think it had to do with the out-of-place expressions, but I wasn't quite sure yet and wasn't about to make that assumption, but he definitely wasn't completely normal. Then again, I wasn't perceived as 'normal' either. "Are all my brothers this annoying?" I muttered, just loud enough for Coyotekit to hear me. "Whatever. Do what you want, I guess."

[Coyotekit]

((True. So far... The effects of Snailtail's death seem be: Snakekit is in denial, Coyotekit doesn't really have empathy, Dawnkit has trust issues the length of the sky, and Weaselkit is incredibly possessive. And ahahah you know how Saltkit's head works already XP

Coyotekit could see signs of Saltkit relaxing, despite the shrink of his brother's pupils. He wondered what it meant. Wariness, perhaps? He was curious and interested enough to find out, to stick around. His brother snippy response didn't deter him at all, in fact the response seemed to almost excite him. 

He snorted. "They're all kill-joys, honestly. Snakekit sure seems to love teasing and insults, Dawnkit is about as responsive as you are, and Weaselkit... Hm... He might be interesting, but I have yet to see what I want to see." There'd be adverse effects from Snailtail's death, according to Brackensky. He was morbidly interested in the apparent 'damage' done to him and his siblings. He didn't care about them, no. But it fascinated him. Without the ability to leave camp, he had to satisfy him with the cats he was surrounded by. He grinned, but there was a dangerous glint to his smile. "Is that an invitation...?"

[Saltkit]

(oh jeez, this really messed with them didn't it ahah)

I listened to Coyotekit's descriptions of the siblings with mild interest. I had never met them, and hearing about them seemed preferable to the former. I grunted when he finished, turning back to watch my clanmates. Apparently Coyotekit already disliked me -- good. I was detached, sure, but I wanted to stay that way. I didn't trust this kit, and I wasn't interested in starting to.

I looked over at him, and shook my head. "No," I responded, my tail tip flicking. "I'd much rather prefer if you left me be," I said with an edge to my voice. 

[Coyotekit]

((YEP too bad cat therapists aren't a thing 

Coyotekit sensed that Saltkit didn't care much for their siblings either, if he went by the grunt he received in response. Then Saltkit completely turned his back on Coyotekit, who humphed at being ignored. He hadn't been... Outright ignored before, and he didn't like the sensation. He messed with cats! He wasn't messed with! That wasn't how it worked at all! He wanted to hurt Saltkit now.

He growled softly and then suddenly lunged for Saltkit's shoulder, aiming to bite his brother in that area.

((also just warning you that coy randomly biting ppl will probably become a regular thing as long as no one important is watching 

((EDIT: So Trick helped me out and Coy HAS empathy. He just uhhh doesn't really care that he's hurting people in the sense that he thinks it's INTERESTING HOW they react but he doesn't care that they're hurt beyond that.))

[Saltkit]

(honestly why isn't that a thing?? also cool ^^ he sounds like a rly interesting character :3)

He had finally fell silent, and I was sure the tom would leave soon enough; he'd surely get bored, or something. Most kittens needed constant entertainment. But no -- moments later, I felt sharp, needle-like teeth puncture the skin on my shoulder. I let out a soft hiss, turning my head to sink my fangs into the closest chunk of cat to my jaws. I was upset now, and despite my dull emotions, I could become rather passionate if I was angry or excited.

"What do you think you're doing," I spat.

[Coyotekit]

((yeah ikr?? there are probably so many cats who need like... counseling. child counseling for the kits and apprentices, marriage counseling for the mate drama, and JUST COUNSELING IN GENERAL FOR ALL THE POOR TRaumatized felines everywhere

also omg you have no idea what that means to me i cri tears of joy b/c your characters are SOO interesting and i still don't really regard myself as a good writier asdfghjkl;))

Coyotekit felt satisfied at the soft hiss Saltkit let out. He released his brother only to be bitten in response, a small amount of area between his neck and shoulder. He openly snarled in pain. He then tried to slam his face into Saltkit's face, a spur of the moment decision, only focused on the pain near his neck. Perhaps one day he'd few the pain as minor... But having little to no experience with such things, he overreacted.

He regretted the headbutt a second later, when his forehead exploded in pain. He really couldn't think straight.

[Saltkit]

(lets petition for cat counselors. akjdhkjhg that's so sweet ;u; but no coyote is a rly cool character and you're an amazing writer <3)

He recoiled. For a moment I believed he would back off, but, once again, I was proven wrong. My brother seemed to be full of surprises. My head snapped backwards at the sudden force, causing me to grunt as pain exploded through my skull. I didn't want to fight -- he was bigger than me, more muscular. That was only a small part of my reasoning, however. Fighting just… wasn't my thing, I suppose.

I backed away, my mind foggy. I felt dizzy. "You're insane." My eyes narrowed until they were mere slits, and my tail lashed fiercely behind me. What kind of kitten attacked his brother? He certainly wasn't right in the head -- then again, I doubted any of us were.

[Coyotekit]

((Yesyesyes we need cat counselors so badly maybe the medicine cats should get a degree in psychology?? really?? ahahah thanks you have no idea how much that means thanks <3))

Coyotekit's head felt fuzzy, but he was able to see Saltkit back away. He managed a slightly deranged-looking smile, a strange look in his eye. His brother didn't seem to like the fighting. "You broke the rules." He cooed in a soft voice. "No one screws with me. I'm the one who does that." He explained, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

His tail gently swung back and forth behind him. "Did I not tell you the rules?" He asked sweetly, tilting his head. His head still hurt, so he wasn't really sure what he was doing. He was just... Going, without much thought for what he said or did. "Haha... Maybe I'm the sane one, and all of you are the strange ones. The crazy ones who don't know how this world is supposed to work."