Rowyn
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Honor's Journal (public)
Summer, Day Sixty-Four: Jumpier Seeker found the cottage before me, of course, and came back to let me know. “Not far now. Maybe a mile on this road.” I held out my gloved hand to her. “How does it look?” She landed, ruffling her dark glossy feathers. “Could be worse. The shutters are intact and ...
Kelkyag<giggles> Poor Umbral, undermining their own dignity with excess adorability. Nobody who has skritched their tiny kitten ears will ever see them the same way again.
Fascinating. Does that apply to other shapes, too? If you think about your form as something you're wearing rather than what you are, you can't operate it as intended?
Umbral: "No, it's not--"
Umbral: *pained look*
Umbral: "So Cassie and Magnus are petting a cute kitten, and this is very sweet and innocent as long as I think 'I am an adorable kitten.'"
Umbral: "But if I think 'I am a person and two attractive humans are running their hands all over my naked body' the experience becomes dissonant and highly inappropriate."
Umbral: "(To be clear, it is my thoughts which are inappropriate. They are still innocently petting a kitten.)"
@rowyn
They also know that you're a person.
There's a "fur counts as clothing" argument one could make, but if you're finding the situation inappropriate, changing that situation to one you're (all) comfortable with sounds like a good call.