Beka's Rooms

Where Beka lived during her time in the Lord Provost's House. Pounce lives there too.

Beka walked in the room, looking for Pounce. She sighed and sat on the bed, facing the window when she couldn't find him.

Pounce waltzed in, as if he'd never left. Someting on your mind? he asked, washing his face, unconcerned. The birds want you. he commented when no reply came.

Beka looked over at him, "Hello Pounce." She sighed and turned to the window, "Don't they always?"

Now, now Pounce admonished. You've been given a gift. Don't waste it grumbling Neverthless, he rose to his feet, trotting over to the open window. He merowed at the pigeons standing there, grubling in pigeon coos. Why do I get the feeling that I'm going to be doing this often? He murmered seemingly to himself. However, if he ever didn't want Beka to understand, she wouldn't, so he meant for the word to reacher her ears. The birds flew off, one by one, still glaring back over their shoulders. but one remained. Slapper. He ain't leaving. Pounced announced , leaping to Beka's shoulder. Slapper suddenly flew at the girl. No realising untill too late, he tried to land on her shoulder with Pounce. In the end, all Pounce got was he got was his nosed boxed in. The cat quickly yowled and leapt to the bed. Finish with the mumper and that blasted notebook, and then talk to me uninterupted. Pounce glared at the world in general, rubbing his nose with the tip of his tail.

Beka grabbed Slapper, "Unless you have a ghost with something to tell me, eat and get out, I have no patience for you today." She shut the window and sat on the bed next to Pounce. "I am not wasting it, I just, well, it's not been a good day. And if for, one day, I don't want to deal with the dead, so be it, I chase their killers twice as hard and fast tomorrow."

Pounce stopped massaging his nose. Sit down and telll me about it. You know i'll always listen. Don't worry, I have nowhere to go. he patted the bed beside him with his paw.