#Giving kittyphos mice is a bad idea now

[ask-honeyphos]

(if you get queasy easily, do not read under the readmore. we felt a bit ill ourselves.

There's no gore or stuff, but it does get a bit disgusting. He's a cat after all)

“hm?” The man looks up from the machine he was tinkering with, eyes widening as he saw the squirming little critters in the person's hands. A small frustrated yet excited sound escaping him as his ears perked up. “You really shouldn't...” But then the mice scatter as they're placed down, and the cat eared man can't help but leap after them. He had to catch them after all, before they did any damage. Or that's what he would tell you as he started hunting for them through the house.

But now he was sitting outside, slightly pale and shuddering of disgust as he covered the sensitive ears on his head. Not wanting to hear a single rustle or a squeak. He felt ill.. Why? Why had he done that? He wasn't a cat! He wasn't supposed to. Oh god.. he could feel his stomach roiling again and he couldn't help the whimper as he curled up. Never again, never!

Ah..maybe he should really stop leaving his Xephos alone, especially in this kitten form..because...well..."Oh darlin.." he sighs at the sight of the pale brunette, sitting down next to him and wrapping a stubby arm around his skinny waist. What had happened? These damn people giving his Xephos various cat teasings.."Shh, it's alright..it's alright...what happened?" he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to his pale cheek. Yeesh, something was definitely wrong..he looked so sick!

The man let out a soft mewl as he curled up against the dwarf, just burying his face in to his shoulder and shuddering at the question. “Mice in the house. I don't know why, I didn't want to.. It was disgusting..” Could he even say it? He felt so ill from the mere thought, tensing as he feared he'd throw up again. “I.. I ate one..”

...Oh. Yuck. Just..he had to balance himself, dimly hearing a few squeaks. Oh gosh he felt queezy.."I- it's alright, sweetie. It was just'ye catch nature catchin'up with ye...yer'll be fine..." he whispers, just hugging him gently. "We'll get'ye some water, and'ye can'ave a lie down. yer'll be fine, I'm 'ere.." and he'd stay. No matter how nasty this is..dear lord, that's put the other off of rodents, he'd guessed...