gondolindrim | (no subject)

Theoden: *moping at Feanor's* my son's gone off to find himself, my cat's missing...
Dagnir: *comes in through the window*
Theoden: oh. Well. Okay, things are better
Fëanor: The cat is cheering.

Theoden: yes he is *picks Dagnir up and buries his face in Dagnir's fluffy neck*
Fëanor: *not really, but he'll pretend for Theo's sake*
Dagnir: *purrrrrrr*
Fëanor: *glad Theo is happy, but doesn't trust that wicked cat*
Dagnir: *smug look at Feanor*
Theoden: I missed you *rubs his cheek against Dagnir's fur*
Fëanor: I wonder where he's been.
Theoden: not like he can tell me. But he's clean and doesn't seem hurt...
Fëanor: I'm sure he's fine. *of course he can tell you*
Theoden: are you okay, Dag? *checks him over*
Dagnir: *submits to this*
Theoden: *plays with Dagnir's paws when he's done* Yep! He's fine.
Fëanor: I'll be right back.
Theoden: okay. *smiles up at Feanor*
Fëanor: *goes out to his workshop*
Theoden: *takes a moment to glance at Feanor's works in progress, careful not to let Dagnir climb on it*
Fëanor: *returns with the collar he made for Dagnir* Look, I made your cat a present.
Theoden: Oh! That's lovely!
Dagnir: *EARS FLATTEN*
Fëanor: *gives it to Theo* Here, put it on him.
Theoden: *lifts it up*
Dagnir: *RUNS UNDER THE BENCH*
Theoden: oh, come on! Come out, Dagnir
Dagnir: MROOWL
Fëanor: *just watches this play out*
Theoden: he really doesn't want it...
Fëanor: I wonder why.
Theoden: guess he's not a collar cat
Dagnir: *assumes the matter is settled and starts creeping out from under*
Fëanor: *will not be foiled so easily*
Dagnir: *curls up on Theo's feet purring*
Fëanor: *grabs the the collar and quickly slaps it on him; he's got elven superspeed*
Dagnir: *furious yowl and strikes out, but not fast enough to get Feanor off in time*
Fëanor: *fast reflexes, doesn't get scratched* There. *satisfied smile* It looks good.
Dagnir: *falls to his side and pretends it weighs a ton*
Theoden: it's very smart looking, Dagnir
Dagnir: mroonoooo
Fëanor: *pleased*
Dagnir: *dramaqueens on the floor*
Theoden: *picks him up* there there
Dagnir: *utter betrayal look at him*
Fëanor: I suppose it could use a bell.
Dagnir: *looks ready to run*
Theoden: I think he'd starve...
Fëanor: *smiles* Probably. I was just teasing. I thought you'd like the collar though - this way people won't think he's a stray.
Theoden: I like it. *kisses Feanor's cheek* Thank you
Dagnir: *will murder Feanor*
Fëanor: You're welcome. *while the collar was about tracking Dagnir, it does serve the dual purpose of giving Theo peace of mind*
Theoden: I'm glad you came back *cuddle his cat*
Dagnir: *still staring murder daggers at Feanor*
Theoden: I should get him home. Boromir's moving in
Fëanor: He is?
Theoden: yes. I was feeling lonely with Dred gone...
Fëanor: *nods* I'm glad he's moving in then.
Theoden: I promise not to have an affair
Fëanor: *grins* Good to hear!
Theoden: though he is rather handsome like his father
Fëanor: *arches an eyebrow*
Theoden: had a crush on his father Denethor, my contemporary. Sort of. He's eighteen years older than me
Fëanor: Hmm. Should I be worried if he shows up here?
Theoden: Denethor? No, he was... not nice to me about it
Fëanor: That's not good.
Theoden: no. I'm glad it went better with you
Fëanor: *smiles* I'm glad too. *pets his shoulder* Better get your cat home though.
Theoden: *kisses again and heads out, carrying his cat like he's afraid Dagnir will vanish*

Finally, triumph!