No really, Pidge, she doesn't want to fight. The last of the jerky disappears into Quintet's gullet and she sits back on her haunches to make her post-meal ablutions. It's a very cat-like moment, utterly ordinary; a feline washing her paws in the usual manner.
"Alright, for one thing. You're wearing like so much. Who does that? It's not that cold in here. Second, you said you were human, but like-- wouldn't you still be human if you were an ape? I'm human, you're human, we're all human. Kinda weird, if you ask me. Plus there's that thing, what you said?" Quintet pauses a moment, as if remembering. The mental image that accompanies it is, comically, one of Pidge standing literally atop a literal chain, "Top of the food chain? That's the kind of thing Wild people say."
She gives Pidge a pointed glance, looking up from her paw with that special derision that only cats have.
"It's weird. But what do I know? I'm not even from your place."
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No really, Pidge, she doesn't want to fight. The last of the jerky disappears into Quintet's gullet and she sits back on her haunches to make her post-meal ablutions. It's a very cat-like moment, utterly ordinary; a feline washing her paws in the usual manner.
"Alright, for one thing. You're wearing like so much. Who does that? It's not that cold in here. Second, you said you were human, but like-- wouldn't you still be human if you were an ape? I'm human, you're human, we're all human. Kinda weird, if you ask me. Plus there's that thing, what you said?" Quintet pauses a moment, as if remembering. The mental image that accompanies it is, comically, one of Pidge standing literally atop a literal chain, "Top of the food chain? That's the kind of thing Wild people say."
She gives Pidge a pointed glance, looking up from her paw with that special derision that only cats have.
"It's weird. But what do I know? I'm not even from your place."