Wilder took a step back, worried that she'd offended Indelia. But she'd only shown her affection! Isn't that what cats did? She didn't like the sound of the growl that came from her friend and her ears pulled back just slightly.

Her happiness dropped further when Indelia admitted that they weren't just friends yet. She opened her mouth to speak but then clamped it shut and looked away rather shamefully. "I'm sorry, fr-I mean, Indelia."

But her next works seemed to cheer the cat right up. Of course, Indelia would know how to be a good friend! She could teach her how to do that! Just like how Black taught her other things, oh that's so fun! She purred happily and her tail shot up. "Oooo yes, please do! I want to learn how to be a good friend!"

@Indelia

Indelia didn't like seeing the cat looking so down, but it didn't last long as Wilder quickly brightened up upon hearing she would teach her. She kept her dazzling smile, tail flicking slightly. She observed her for a moment, trying to figure out how to go about this. To be honest, she wasn't entirely sure what all a friend did. She'd never really had any that she would consider a friend. Not yet, at least. But she'd do her best.

"OKay, first things first. It may take some time for someone to decide to call you a friend. Just because you've met someone does not automatically make them your friend." Not a bad start, she supposed. She really had no idea what she was doing, but she'd go with it.

"Secondly, you can't just go right up to someone and touch them. Well, maybe you can to some. Some might like it. But always...always ask, or just...see if they might want it." She stumbled a little over her words, but hoped it would be enough for the black cat.

Speech. Thought.

@Wilder

Wilder forced herself to sit down and listened raptly, her ears held straight in the air. She wanted to learn everything and be the best friend she could be! She wanted to make everyone happy, yes she did! She seemed to lean in a bit as she listened.

She tilted her head. "But everyone is my friend! Or, I mean, everyone will be my friend so why do I have to wait?" It might be hard for a cat like Indelia to believe, but the poor kitten believed this wholeheartedly. There was no bit of doubt within her that she was perfectly capable of being friends with everyone. If this was even possible was another conversation.

The second made a little more sense to her but still she didn't seem to agree. "But touching it fun! It's nice! I would like it if someone touched me! Why, do you not like it when others touch you?" She let out a small giggle and carefully raised a paw. Ever so gently, she reached forward and gave Indelia a small bump with her paw and retracted it swiftly, giggling playfully as if she had just done something very wrong and did not care to take it seriously at all.

@Indelia

Indelia was grateful that Wilder at least listened, even if she didn't quite understand it all or why something was to be done a certain way. She let out a brief sigh. "Waiting is something we just have to do! Some people don't want to automatically be someone's friend seconds after meeting them. You must be patient." Patience - something she was losing with the way the black cat seemed to be thinking. But she took a deep breath and persisted.

"And not everyone is okay with touching. You must ask first. I know you may not agree with me, but it is still best to simply ask." She didn't answer the question posed to her. The truth was, it had been kind of nice - she'd been mostly alone for so many cycles, it was good to be able to see someone and feel them. But there was no way she'd voice that thought. Not yet, at least.

As Wilder booped her nose, her eyes narrowed, though she couldn't stop a small smile and a light chuckle. Wilder clearly didn't care about her own actions...but hey, the mountain cat couldn't fix everything! "Alright, alright. Very funny."

Speech. Thought.

@Wilder

Wilder wiggled impatiently, no longer able to keep herself contained. "But waiting is boring! Isn't it more fun to do things instead of wait?" She bounced excitedly to her feet, wanting to play with Indelia but the other cat didn't seem to want to play with her right now. She could, at the very least, understand that.

But she did her best to understand the touching thing. It was an alien concept to her but she could understand if others had different feelings. However, she knew that she would probably forget about it later. She tended to forget things she didn't care too much about. "Okay, I'll try to remember that. Ask first!"

She smiled widely when Indelia started to laugh as well and her tail whipped around with excitement. She hopped a few times, spinning around and generally losing control, laughing as well. "Oh, this is so boring! Play with me, nobody ever plays with me!"

@Indelia

Indelia scowled slightly. What an impatient cat! "Waiting is for the best. It may not be fun, but it is something that is rather necessary. So make sure you wait." She watched as Wilder began to bounce around and didn't even bother to resist the urge to roll her eyes.

As she spoke again, the mountain cat nodded. "That's right - ask first. And don't forget!" Her tail lashed slightly, but it wasn't long before she stilled it. Dealing with this excitable cat was getting tiring for her, but she persisted. Hopefully she wouldn't have to teach the cat any more - that was getting rather boring.

As Wilder insisted upon her playing with them, she hesitated slightly, before deciding she may as well. She was bored, after all. And maybe if she played with the black cat a bit, she'd be more likely to sit down and listen. "Alright, what are we going to play?"

She'd also never really played with anyone, as she spent most of her growing cycles alone and only occasionally coming across others. So she was quite excited at the prospect of playing with someone else.

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@Wilder

Wilder stopped bouncing for a moment and stood in front of Indelia, trying to think of a fun game to play. She didn't know any games, though! She'd never really played with anyone! But...maybe she could make her own game!

She whipped around and stared at a location far off. A single wisp, a little dull, flared into existence about half a mile away. She backed up so that she was standing next to Indelia, her body wiggling with excitement. "Let's race! Whoever gets to the wisp first wins!" Yes, this was a fun game! Competition! Running! Although, Wilder always seemed to underestimate exactly how small and how stubby her legs were compared to Indelia. Compared to everyone, actually.

She crouched, ready to leap off at any second. "Are you ready? 3...2...1...GO!" She sprang forward and began running as fast as she could.

@Indelia you can just roll to see if Indelia wins or not

Indelia blinked as a little bit of light appeared a distance away. She glanced at Wilder, wondering how the tiny black cat had done that. But even as she wondered, she didn't get a chance to ask, as it wasn't long before the cat was beside her and explaining to her the objective of whatever game they were going to be playing.

A race, then? To the light? That shouldn't be too hard, she thought as she looked at Wilder and her small legs. She hardly had any time to think that, however, before Wilder was preparing to run. She bunched her own legs and prepared to run as soon as the black cat stopped counting down.

As soon as she was done, Indelia leaped...only for her paw to give out on her and for her to trip over it, flailing for some steps before falling flat on her face. She let out a groan and lifted her head, wincing.

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@Wilder

Wilder crossed right through the wisp way ahead of Indelia and she meowed loudly with happiness. Magic started flowing through in her excitement, but as soon as she turned around and saw Indelia, who had tripped and fallen, she cut it off. And it ended up not quite working all the way and her hindquarters started to glow strangely while the rest of her body stayed the same. She hopped over to her friend and began sniffing her all over. "Oh, Indelia are you okay?!"

@Indelia

Indelia was embarrassed, and rightfully so. She quickly sat up and groomed her fur, as it had become messy when she fell. It wasn't long before Wilder came running back and began to sniff her all over. She scowled slightly and moved away. "I'm fine," she grumbled. It was then that she noticed the glowing hindquarters on the black cat, and it took everything within her to stifle the laugh that threatened to bubble up within her.

"Are you sure you're okay though? Seems like your magic didn't quite work the way you wanted it to..." After that, there was no way she could control her laughs. Still, she made sure they were dignified - she had already made a fool of herself earlier, she didn't need to do it again by laughing a whole bunch. Just some giggles and snickers, that's all.

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@Wilder