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[This makes her blink in surprise. She'd met strange Twolegs so far, but all of them knew what a cat was. This... small badger creature, seems to know about as much about her as she does about him. Which is somehow even worse than being the only confused one.]

Yes, Twolegs are 'humans'. They live in Twolegplaces - they call them towns? [She speaks carefully, still trying to comprehend what's going on.] Leafbare is when the weather gets cold enough that the trees can't keep their leaves, and it snows instead of rain.

[And then a pause...]

I'm a cat. My name is Bluestar. What are you?

[ He gently nods his head from side to side, his own whiskers swaying a tiny bit as he does. He supposes he should've saw that one coming. Leafbare, aka no leaves, aka ... ]

Winter.

[ A beat. ]

They call it winter. And there's Spring, Summer and Fall.

[ A cat? This must be the kind of creature other people have been telling him about. ]

Do you like laps? [ It's a weird question but you can't blame him. That's how cats where introduced to him just now, and he did not understand the lap thing. ] Name's Rocket. I'm ... me. [ It's unclear by his tone whether he's purposefully not saying, or because he doesn't even know. ]

[Yet more words that don't relate to each other anywhere near enough to make sense of them. She lets out a small huff.]

Those must be seasons. We call them newleaf, greenleaf, leaf-fall and leafbare.

[It's a much better system.

She pauses as she mulls over the latter information.]

I don't know what a lap is. [Lapping is... drinking water? What an odd question, he must mean some Twoleg term.] ...You don't have to tell me what you are. I was just being curious.

[ He blows a little air out of his nose when he hears those names, and tilts his head once to the side. They're a little weird, but they make sense. ]

So I'm guessing leaves are kindaof a big deal to you cats then.

[ As for not knowing what a lap is ... well, at least it's consistent with the fact that she doesn't know most of the nouns he's mentioned so far. ]

Well, it's none your business. None of ANYONE's business. [ That time, it's clear he's saying that to anyone who might be listening. ] And you won't find anything else like me, that's for sure.

[Her whiskers twitch in amusement.]

Leaves are the easiest way to tell the seasons.

[Duh?]

Well, you're right about that. I've never met anyone of your kind at all. But it is good to see someone like me. I was beginning to fear I'd never see a furry face that wasn't Silverpelt's.

[ This is probably the longest Rocket has ever had to think about leaves. And he's just gonna let that go.

There's a hint of a smile on Rocket's face when she says that though, because despite how rude he's being, he can't seem to stop looking at her. He's seen hundreds if not thousands of species, but animals the size of him usually can't talk like him — and well, Bluestar ... he can read the twitch of her ears and the bristles of her fur. Even if they aren't the same, he hasn't spoken to someone in that way in quite some time. ]

Silverpelt. Another cat?

[ Which, leads him to ask something he has to know the answer to. ]

Can all cats talk? Or is it just you?

Silverpelt is the band of stars where the cats who have died roam. He lives here as a cat himself.

[And apparently he just never stopped her from calling him Silverpelt even though that's not his name.]

Cats can speak to each other, but not to Twolegs or... you. [???] I think the glowbox is what's making me be able to speak.

What the... [ Rocket trails off, because that's some old school fairytale shit right there. But if he thinks about it, that's how Bluestar has been talking this whole time. ]

Wait so, what do you sound like without this thing? [ Universal translators aren't a new concept, but Rocket sounds exactly like he does in real life, so it didn't occur to him that she was talking in some other language. ] Guess I'll have to find out in person.

I'm sure I could make the glowbox let my meow be normal, but I might not know how to turn it back. [She moves her head in a figure-eight motion.] I can definitely meow for you in person if you're curious.

[She has a vague understanding of what "in person" means. She's never had to worry about it before.]

[ Somehow, the way the tablet translates what she just said hits Rocket the wrong way, because he's pretty sure another animal wouldn't mean it like that. ] No no. Don't meow for me in person. Just ... talk. I'll be able to hear. Whenever I see you in this frozen hellhole.

[Well.. don't "meow" and "talk" mean the same thing? She just blinks slowly, and her whiskers twitch lightly.]

This area can't be too large, I'm sure we can find each other.

[Oh, Bluestar. You have no idea.]

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lol I saw what you did there with the edit

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