Lysander Martis
Prometheus
Cloud’s Cross, Side streets
@Saraibre Ryu

((Short post is short. Also, Seraphine still exists, I promise. I’ll probably bring her back next post))

As Lysander wandered, poring over his notes and concentrating on his breathing, he began to calm down a bit. Breathing exercises always helped him, and the fresh air felt nice, although it made him feel a little guilty since he should have been enjoying it from the soccer field with his team.

He sighed, forcing himself to concentrate on his notes. They weren’t going to kill him for missing a day, and he needed to calm down, not dwell on -

A loud yowl from Oswald derailed Lysander’s train of thought. The tomcat was trotting towards another cat, but Lysander didn’t recognize this one, and after spending time with Sera he was pretty sure he knew every cat in Cloud’s Cross. Oswald, for his part, was sniffing at the newcomer, but not getting too close - something was making him nervous. Between the strangeness of the cat and Oswald’s behavior, Lysander felt rather wary; the tom was usually pretty fearless, and was surprisingly social for a feline. “Hey, strange kitty,” he said gingerly as Oswald backed away a step, whiskers back and tail low. He held out a hand toward the calico, close enough for it to sniff if it wanted but far enough away that he could hopefully react quickly enough to pull away if the cat decided it was feeling murderous.