[Open to AAA] That Darn Cat

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1015 words HP 100%		Pet: Foreman Mukade IX MP 100%
The people of the land eventually went about their business as if there were no picnicking adventurers in their area. It was an odd sight to say the least, but none of them actually had the guts or capability to make the adventurers go away. And besides, the little yukata and its three occupants barely took up space anyway. The Grove was a massive area, even though already occupied by landers, that eventually some of the riverside spots were sold off as personal housing. Caerbannog's private house was a short walk away from where they were, so it would have made sense to invite Nisha and Reynard over for some biscuits and tea. But it was a fine day and the samurai thought it nice to just go on a picnic. Right there. Where they had faced a twin-tailed cat just moments ago. What better atmosphere than a wide blue sky up ahead, dead or dying plants all around, wild grass at your feet and the uncomfortable stares of the people of the land? This was the life of an adventurer! Causing discomfort to others at a whim, destroying things as collateral damage, and giving back toy frogs to monster cats- ah, the glory! "Pie?" Caerbannog put a piece of the dwarven apple pie on a dainty little saucer, and then she offered it to the fox tail. While the other samurai seemed to be enjoying herself, the cleric seemed to have been troubled by something. When he asked for water, Caer replied with a "Nope" but she handed a bottle of iced mint tea to him. Surely that would be a good enough substitute? But what really intrigued the wolf-hair was that bottle of wine. Once it was free from the grasp of the cleric and the other samurai, Caerbannog grabbed the bottle and took two big gulps of its contents. She put down the bottle of wine for after she drank some of it, the samurai remembered that the Dwarf still owed her some chocolate vodka. Bad Dwarf, bad! She would give him a stern talking-to, or perhaps throw him through a window, once she returned to the Abbey. For the moment, the wolf-hair enjoyed the company of the two foxtails. "Why are you foxtails?" the girl blurted a question at the cleric and the other samurai. Caerbannog herself knew the possible answer; she had even thought of taking the foxtail race for her avatar but because the body that she now occupied was supposedly a test character, she had taken wolf-hair which was close enough to foxtails. The fluffy ears and tails were intriguing, and if she had less restraint then Caer would have started rubbing someone's tail already. Which was exactly what the wine did. "Ehe... floof..." Caerbannog crouched on all fours and reached over to the cleric's fluffy fox tail, and then she patted it gently, "It's so floofy!" Speaking of floofy things, the wolf-hair thought that she had just the pet for such an occasion! And so without taking a moment to think about what she was doing, Caer tapped at her interface and summoned the creature that was in one of her animal trainer monster slots. She sat back down as the creature materialized right beside the cleric Reynard. "Greetings, meat babies!" Foreman Mukade IX raised his appendages up in the air as if he was attempting to wave at everyone, but the result was that he seemed to be ready to lunge at the foxtail cleric, "Oh, are we having a feast?" The scene did not register at first to the wolf-hair's mind, but after she blinked at the centipede and it waved at her, Caerbannog let out a surprised "Oh!" She looked over her pet list with one hand while the other took a hamburger roll and handed it up to the centipede creature. "Ah, right, I released my bunny and got myself a Beech," Caer absent-mindedly said while Mukade IX graciously accepted the hamburger roll and devoured it with much prejudice and violence. The wolf-hair then glanced up at her adventuring companions, also guild mates; she remembered that Reynard was at the wedding and so he would have recognized Mukade, but Nisha had not been there so it was the first meeting for the two. "Fluffy-chwan, this is Mukade the Ninth," Caerbannog waved over to the massive centipede, "He is very nice!" Just then, Mukade stabbed an appendage at another hamburger roll. He proceeded to put the roll up to his maw and his maxillipeds violently ripped the food apart before it was swallowed up by the centipede. Eventually, the creature noticed that Caerbannog had her hands up and she pointed at him, so Mukade waved at the group once more. He could not understand the words of adventurers but he could recognize his name in their language at least. Some passers-by took notice of the centipede and they gasped before running away in disgust. Mukade IX also waved at those people, a bit frantically because he wanted to throw in a complete greeting before they were out of sight. "He does not eat people or rabbits, only everything else... I think," Caer finally put her hands down. After a moment of silence, Foreman Mukade IX twitched his antennae over the food items in front of the adventurers. He had detected another meat dish in the area before him, and so his antennae stopped twitching over the questionable nuggets. Caerbannog put up two pieces for him to eat, and because the food this time was much smaller, Mukade carefully accepted them with his maxillipeds- the two appendages that dangled around his maw- and then he swallowed the nuggets whole. "Do you have any pets?" the wolf-hair thought to ask the group. They had dealt with a lander boy's pet earlier and she had already summoned one of her tamed creatures, so Caerbannog was curious if other people had pets too. She had not seen any of the pure-bred dogs or cats from the real world, so she wondered if pets in Elder Tale were all creatures from the wild.