Join Us For A Bite (Medium Nekomata Bonding)

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Incurably Given To Rove Male Gold Magatama Muneshige

Mindspeech: Bold #fff8d2

One of the few calicos sporting a gold magatama, Muneshige is a nekomata that one usually wouldn't want around their money. He's an incorrigible thief, you see, and while he specializes in food he'll also resort to stealing money. He's perfected his cute and innocent act and always works in tandem with his littermate Rumi to steal as much as they can possibly carry before running off with their spoils and thus leaving behind their victim who is often none the wiser until they eventually check their pockets. Muneshige has a preference for human food and it's not uncommon for him to use his magic to steal a whole turkey from the oven to feed himself and Rumi, without a care for whether their bonded was eventually going to eat it or not. After so long trying to survive off of scraps due to having been driven away from the rest of the clowder for their thievery, he feels it's the least he and Rumi deserve. However, he is determined that he and Rumi are the only ones that can steal from their bonded - should anyone else, whether they be humanoid or feline, attempt such a thing, they will be met by a duo of vengeful, angry cats.

Inspiration: Mungojerrie

Nothing At All To Be Done About That Female Gold Magatama Rumi

Mindspeech: Bold #fef0a4

As one half of a pair of mischievous calicos, Rumi is as energetic as she is agile. She doesn't like being separated from Muneshige as they do their best thievery together, though unlike Muneshige she possesses very little magic. Unable to give blessings or inflict curses, she naturally resorted to thievery in order to fulfill her purpose, and Muneshige followed in her pawprints. Together they are some of the best thieves among the Nekomata, perhaps even the best thieves in Teragaia, and due to their very similar appearances it's typically hard to tell which of them committed the crime. Like Muneshige, she has a fondness for coin but an even bigger fondness for food as they were both exiled from their clowder due to said thievery. She also enjoys cat puns, much to her littermate's chagrin, and often refers to the two of them proudly as 'literal cat burglars.' Though a few minutes younger than her sibling, she's always the one to pick out marks while Muneshige plans out how they're going to infiltrate and steal what they need from the store, house, or person that she has chosen otherwise she would just rush into things with her usual exuberance.

Inspiration: Rumpelteazer

Guardian, Teacher, Lover Male Red Magatama Mutsuo

Mindspeech: Italic #adadad

A loyal and dutiful protector, this tabby Nekomata is rather striking in terms of appearance as he sports silvery fur with bold black stripes. He's patient and capable as a teacher and is beloved by many of the young kits in his clowder, and he adores them in return. Family is something he cherishes immensely and should this Nekomata decide that one is worthy of his protection one would be hard-pressed to find a better guardian. While like most of his rank he is gifted in protection, his takes the form of strength beyond the levels of what any other feline could reasonably achieve. If he's able to get his jaws around it, he can lift it, and a simple bat at a toy can send it flying out of his bonded's hand if he so desires. While he normally would prefer not to resort to violence, especially in view of one who he has taken on as his charge, he is not above killing an intruder should they seek to do those under his protection harm. For the most part, however, he will simply keep them immobilized until authorities arrive and haul off the would-be criminal to be judged and sentenced by those capable of enforcing the law.

Inspiration: Munkustrap

All Day She Sits Upon The Stairs Female Red Magatama Jun

Mindspeech: #ff6a00

At first glance, one might assume that Jun is a very lazy cat - she spends most of her time napping in the sunlight, after all, and it often takes great effort to rouse her. However, while she may be a layabout during the day, she personally sees to it that everything is kept in order at night. She's the feline equivalent of a Disney princess, with an affinity for communicating with rats, mice, even bugs and other household pests. These are what make up her eyes and ears throughout the household, and things that were left unfinished during the day somehow wind up done by the time the sun rises - clothes are folded and put away, small objects are repaired, holes are patched, and so forth. Though she is not quite as paws-on in terms of protection, she is an effective general who will lead her unusual troops into the fray if she feels it's necessary - not many intruders would be fond of mice and bugs swarming them, after all. She is also quite good with infants and toddlers as well as baby animals and shinies of all shapes and sizes. She also has the tendency take in orphaned kittens and nurse them herself.

Inspiration: Jennyanydots

I Only Like What I Find For Myself Male Pink Magatama Teppei

Mindspeech: Bold #e5b33d

This Nekomata strongly resembles a Maine Coon, albeit one with a primarily black coat of fur and a remarkably fluffy golden mane and leopard spots in patches on his chest and legs reminiscent of a dark tabby pattern. Having lived in the mountains for most of his life and used to hunting all manner of prey for himself, this feline is hardly content being cooped up in a small house. Despite being a pink magatama he is extremely picky about who he'll settle down with and seems disinterested in the other Nekomata that have professed their interest in him, although he enjoys being the center of attention. Though he's not opposed to setting others on the right path in finding someone to love, he's certainly the most difficult to please - it's not that he's going out of his way to be difficult, it's just that his preferences seem to change depending on the mood he's in. For instance, if he was given a rat to eat the day before, he would go out and hunt a mouse instead. Despite this, he is occasionally known to have moments of seriousness and humility, especially showing respect to those he feels have earned it although this is limited to only a couple of individuals - one being Never Was There Ever A Cat So Clever Male White Magatama Mitsuke.

Inspiration: Rum Tum Tugger

Never Was There Ever A Cat So Clever Male White Magatama Mitsuke

Mindspeech: #5d5d5d

The youngest of the Nekomata present - not quite a kitten and not quite an adult - Mitsuke is at first easy to overlook given his small stature and pure black coat. He is quiet, which may lead to the assumption that he is shy, but he is known for his penchant for harmless pranks. He is capable of throwing his voice and making it sound like he is somewhere else, for instance, and making household objects disappear only for them to reappear a week later in the most unconventional of places. However, he is still coming into his own magical abilities and therefore said abilities don't always necessarily work. Despite having the attention and respect of Teppei, the younger tom acts hardly interested in anything he has to say, though this might be more to keep Teppei interested in him due to having a keen idea of how he operates. His coat occasionally seems to sparkle, perhaps due to the powerful magic that flows through him as a white magatama Nekomata, but all it takes is a blink to miss this unusual occurrence. Occasionally, when he's experiencing extreme emotion, even the elements themselves seem to bend to his will.

Inspiration: Mistoffelees

Jirin was doing some nighttime foraging, seeking blooms that only opened their petals when the moonlight fell upon them. Some had considerable medical properties, and he knew would trade well in the Village.

What he didn't expect to find, as he wandered up the mountainside, was the gathering.

He spied the Nekomata and their feast from a small rise a bit away. He was curious, and as such a gathering had a meal decided that some kind of offering of his own would be proper.

Thus it was that some half an hour later, a little after both Ashen as well as Moth and Fernand, though he'd never met them before, arrived that Jirin stepped into the clearing with a bowl in his hands. Inside was cubed deer meat from a hunt, seasoned with the herbs and mushrooms he'd found in his foraging and cooked over an open flame. It was one of his best campfire meals.

The elf entered and gave a respectful bow to the silver tabby at the head of the table, interpreting the seating arrangement that they were the master, as it were, of the feast. Then he set his dish on the table in an open space.

//I hope you would not mind my joining you,// he signed, hoping that one of them could understand his gestures. If not he would resort to writing on the pad he kept in a belt pouch for just such a situation. //I have brought this for you all to enjoy.// Trying to be polite Jirin didn't address any one of them in particular from the others, and waited until he was welcomed to take a seat among them.

Jirin slightly bowed at Mutsuo's words, and took the seat indicated. He had no issue bowing his head with them - perhaps he himself had at one time participated in something like this? - and when it was done looked up...

And saw that in a blink one of the platters had been devested of its bird. His eyebrows went up in surprise, then he chuckled silently. As others gathered what they wanted and he listened to the conversations he felt a faint tingle in his head, that of a memory he thought he should know but couldn't immediately recall. Perhaps he had encountered these Nekomata before in his past. He certainly didn't feel surprised by anything that was said concerning their ability to bless fortune or curse with misfortune, or their preference for certain facets of life in general. He spent a little bit of time filling his plate which of course meant he couldn't converse, but then again it gave him time to observe and listen which suited him fine at the moment. New people he'd never met before in Moth and Ashen, for one, though he was pleased to meet them as it were.

//I am called Jirin,// he signed, though he knew all might not understand him. //Thank you for the offer to join you. I have no memories of meeting a Nekomata before, but at the same time I find I'm not surprised by anything I've heard about your kind. I suppose I must've learned it at some point.// A bit whimsically he tapped his temple before he clarified. //I don't have a memory of a lot of things, I fear.//

A few more bites and a bit more listening, and he couldn't help but muse.
//Is that why you gathered us here, to seek Bonds? Were our offerings for the feast simply participating in the potluck, or are these some of the criteria we're being evaluated by?// He was simply curious, must as some felines could be curious.

((So sorry I missed a round! But I should be on the ball now.))

"What cause have I to lie?" Ashen responded wryly, spreading his hands. "Perhaps distance is to blame for the lapse, or habitat. Are Nekomata prone to underground life?" It wasn't out of the question, but he somewhat doubted any of this particular variety of being had lived near to Hallownest. "It's lovely to meet you both." He added, when Mitsuke introduced the pair of them.

As Teppei began to explain, the wyrm listened closely, deciding to ignore for the moment that it didn't sound as though the fellow appreciated rehashing this for someone new. "That's fascinating, thank you for explaining." He had to admit, he hadn't been entirely sure what to expect, but the classifications as Teppei laid them out did seem to make sense. Thoughtful, he reached for a nearby morsel to munch on while he mulled over what he was being told. It'd be a shame to attend a meal and not eat a bite, after the meal was declared begun.

Offerings..? Well, it wasn't as though the concept was unfamiliar to a god, all told. A bit ironic for he to be the one to offer something up, but if that was the way of things, then so be it. He certainly had no intention of offending his hosts if he could help it. This would have been easier had he still had access to more of his things, but he did have some things that had come with him through worlds.

Mitsuke was the one who stepped forward, examining the presented offerings. He could tell that of the three, at least two of them had great sentimental value attached to them. His gaze strayed towards the broken eggshells. He could feel regret and love and sadness there, along with what seemed to be a measure of hope. The painting bore similar feelings, as well as a heavy sense of loss.

It was tradition, he knew, for those blessed with the great magic of the white magatama to take what was worth most to the giver. But then again, Mitsuke had never been one to follow tradition - not when he knew had he been the one making the offering that he would not have wanted to lose something that meant everything to him. It was for this reason that his gaze finally settled on the lump of pale ore, and with a paw he drew it towards himself where it promptly vanished as though into thin air. I've made my choice, he said, dipping his head towards Ashen. It will be an honor and a privilege to be able to walk at your side.

Bond! Never Was There Ever A Cat So Clever Male White Magatama Mitsuke to Ashen!

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It really had been no question as to whether Jun was going to leave her clowder - she knew it had been inevitable. The kits were old enough to care for themselves and to have kits of their own, and she knew at this point it would be best for her to move on. She nuzzled Moth affectionately, giving their face a little lick. Seeing as you've been such a good child, I certainly don't see why not. But first things first - let us make it official, shall we? she asked, a knowing look in her gaze as she touched Moth's arm with a paw.

From this day forward, I will serve you and yours as only a red magatama can - you and yours are under my protection and I will endeavor to make sure that you will never have to fear for your own or your friends' safety.

Bond! All Day She Sits Upon The Stairs Female Red Magatama Jun to Moth!

And as though they had been summoned to greet them, mice scampered out from underneath the table and surrounded the trio. It seemed that they'd been quite hard at work and were indeed carrying what looked to be a half-finished cloth bag meant for storing items. It would still take some work before it was done, but many paws did make for lighter work.

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The moment that Jirin had set down the Ioun Stone was when things got chaotic - of course, when dealing with a pair of incorrigible thieves that was only to be expected. It was Rumi who made the first move, swiping the stone off the table and straight between her brother's paws so that he could pick it up. Run for it! she exclaimed before Mutsuo spoke up, his voice stern. It's far too late for that now. You've accepted his offering, and if you steal it you will be in violation of the magic allowing you to be here.

The silver tabby turned his gaze to Jirin, dipping his head in apology as Muneshige flinched at the thought and glanced down at the stone that the two of them had very nearly managed to steal away. The wrath of their clowder leader was not something he wished to risk, even at the insistence of his headstrong sister.

In accepting your offering, however they might have done it, these two are now bonded to you. You will need someone to help keep them in line. Luckily, it's something I have my own fair share of experience in.

Wait, what-?

Well, it's not like we can get in any more trouble than we already are. At least all we have to do is bond to this guy. And hey, maybe he'll give us lots of food, Muneshige spoke up, sounding hopeful.

Bond! Incurably Given To Rove Male Gold Magatama Muneshige to Jirin!

Bond! Nothing At All To Be Done About That Female Gold Magatama Rumi to Jirin!

Bond! Guardian, Teacher, Lover Male Red Magatama Mutsuo to Jirin!

I Only Like What I Find For Myself Male Pink Magatama Teppei - WILD