Chike, Stay - Korung HALTER

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"Chike! Heel!" Chiren gave a gentle tug of the red leather lead attached to her quickly growing - and growing - Shedu cub. The yellow and cream cat yawned at her from where he'd run out to pounce at seagulls- scattering the white and black birds wildly into the air. Inwardly Chiren groaned. Maybe bringing him for his Korung now had been a bad idea but Necro had been soooo well behaved at Two that she'd thought Chike would be just as well behaved after all those months of lessons ( and play time because there was no point wearing him down on lessons!

"Chike, I'm serious. now is not the time to missbehave." and when he missbehaved boy was it always spectacular. Like that one time at the barn. Those poor war horses had no idea what to do with themselves. Half had scattered, with and without handlers, and the other half had nearly trampled Chike intentionally. The Shedu cat had grinned the entire time and clung to the rafters by the time Chiren had the courage to march into the horse infested building to fetch her cub.

At least at that point he had still been small enough that teaching him to respect horses and exposing the horses to him had been possible. It had been Ghosts job, though, because Chiren simply couldn't bring herself to go near the horses enough for that. Now she stood over her cat and sighed. She'd been warned that he was a one-person personality but she'd needed the help with training him. She couldn't ride, she didn't even know how to ride a horse! But Ghost was hinting, more and more often, that she wasn't going to keep working with Chiken because of just how difficult he could be when Chiren was away.

"You're a nightmare." she sighed and pulled out his favorite brush. He mewled at her and stood as straight as he could to be brushed. It was one of his few favorite treats and he'd at least learned, quickly enough, that she wouldn't brush him if he was squirming. "Good boy. Now try to stay clean, please?" she scratched his ears, putting his brush away and gave him a few rounds of dog kibble- what an odd treat for a cat.

"Our turn pretty boy." She ruffled his neck mane, giggling as he smoothed it back down with a gruff and marched beside her, his attention on everything except her even if he kept stride with her rather than out running or dragging her. Her red and white dreads flashed in cordy ropes behind her and in his side-vision as they moved around the arena through his paces until finally he was asked to stand square. At least we aren't doing the x-rays. Chiren thought with a grimace. It would take all of his self control and behavior to not cause a dramatic roucus at that. Absently she scratched his ears at the thought. She really couldn't blame him. She hated getting exrays, the cold tables, and prodding into place and then holding absolutely still until they're done. It was hard for her, how could she expect him to enjoy it?

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