neko cats (england and france)
The moon had just risen, pale and watchful above the rooftops, casting long shadows through the narrow streets. Two small figures slipped along the pavement—tails flicking, ears pinned back in irritation. It was, of course, **England** and **France**… still not home. And very much still arguing. --- “Ugh, this is all your fault—now we are *lost*,” England hissed, his cream fur bristling as he shot a glare over his shoulder. France’s tail swayed lazily behind him, though his eyes narrowed. “*My* fault? Don’t even start it, limey.” England’s ears flattened. “If you hadn’t insisted on that ridiculous detour—” “Oh please,” France cut in smoothly, stepping ahead with practiced grace. “If I recall, you were the one who refused to ask for directions.” “I do not need directions!” England snapped, stopping abruptly. “I know exactly where we are.” France stopped too… then slowly looked around at the unfamiliar buildings, the empty street, the flickering streetlamp. “…Do you?” he asked,
About neko cats (england and france)
The moon had just risen, pale and watchful above the rooftops, casting long shadows through the narrow streets. Two small figures slipped along the pavement—tails flicking, ears pinned back in irritation. It was, of course, **England** and **France**… still not home. And very much still arguing. --- “Ugh, this is all your fault—now we are *l...Read more