#I JUST LOOKED FRUMPKIN ALSO GOT MOLLY'S TAIL LAST TIME URGYEHUTIJ

[seizedeath]

@lunaerising asked: the moment was peaceful...quiet...serene, almost. a relaxing afternoon until - BITE. tiny, sharp teeth suddenly chomp down onto the tip of jester's tail. and there's frumpkin, staring up at her oh so innocently.

the thing with tails, jester will say to anyone who listens, is that they are very sensitive. the fact that she has made it through most of her life without truly injuring her getting her tail even more flattened has been a conscious effort. keeping it from dragging, up and away from from any harm while also not lifting up her skirts in an embarrassing way. 

all of that works fine, until she’s painting. then all of her little tricks to keep her tail safe ( and usually out of reach of mischievous kitties after she saw him go after molly’s tail more than once ) fall to the side. 

crouched on the floor painting a field of flowers in yasha’s room, jester is fully focused, only keeping an ear out for people footsteps, instead of kitty footsteps. 

shrieking, jester nearly ruins her painting, dropping the paintbrush when her hands fly up in defense, furiously looking around when her mind pinpoints where the pain is coming from. her eyes narrow at frumpkin as she snatches her tail back, glaring. “you’re lucky you’re cute,” she growls, “or i’d bite you back!” 

but her anger falls before that cute face, sighing loudly before she wrangles the cat into her arms, pressing loud, obnoxious kisses to the side of his face. “you’re stupid cute,” she grumbles into his fur. if his tail gets a little yellow paint in it before she’s able to rescue the brush from her lap, she won’t say anything of it.