The Rat in The Signal

Chapter 3

Rat squeaking, human speaking

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    Six wasn't quite sure about this place. Everything smelt funny and no matter where she went, something felt off in every single room. These tunnels felt too tight to be comfortable, the the sand underpaw kept getting under her claws (which she hated by the way), and this place smelt like smoke, dirty paws, and like no one here had had a good grooming in months -- no, years.

Blueberry seemed to be in the same boat as her, but he didn't seem to be as cautious (or as disgusted) as she was. Not to mention, he seemed even more on edge when the female that smelt like him appeared, and that other male with the brown bag on his head.

Were humans always like this? All growly and snappy, with a thick air of awkwardness surrounding them as they met up. Or was Blueberry just being Blueberry again and throwing hissy fits over small things?

Well, it's not like she could blame him. This colony was weird anyways, they all walked on their hind legs and chattered in their weird grumbly, growly language. She'd wanted to have nothing to do with this place either.

She stared down at the lamp that was lit by the notch in the wall, curled up and laying in the corner of the dug out bed, Blueberry laying down beside her. He had a book in his paws, flipping the pages every once in a while, a silence between them Six wasn't use to.

She shifted her paws, looking up at him, resting her chin on her paws. "Hey, Blue? Frien?"

Blueberry looked over at her. He gave a small sigh, putting his book down, patting the spot next to him. Six got up, squeezing by him and curled by his side, resting her head on his upper leg.

Blueberry pulled her triangular hood down, showing off her short black fur underneath it. Running a hand in the slightly greasy fur, he gave a sigh.

"I don't know what I'm gonna do, Sunrise, this place... we can't stay here, we're not safe," he mumbled to her.

"Blue, I don't know what you're saying..." Six mumbled back in a soft squeak, the two sharing a somber look. The language barrier was frustrating on both ends, Six finding herself wishing she had grown up with her kind and not with the rats.

She lightly flinched, cursing herself to thinking that. How could she even think that after all Marigold and Velvet had done for her...

They gave her food, shelter, love, always doing their best to make her feel welcomed despite nearly every other rat could care less and just saw her a strange, semi-hairless rat with weird yellow slick fur.

Six's thought came to a quick halt as the curtain by the entranceway moved, the female that smelt like Blueberry stepping in, a soft smile on her face. Six couldn't stop herself from letting out a small warning growl, before a smack on the nose from Blueberry made her stop.

"No growling," he said. Six looked at him, giving a small snort. She was just trying to be protect them, who knew what these other humans could do.

"Not interrupting anything, am I?" She asked from the entranceway. Blueberry leaned back, his back resting against the wall.

"Unless you call 'avoiding the party' anything, no," he answered. Six looked at the two, an unamused look on her face as she was subjected to their weird human talk again.

"Sev, don't be so you for once. It's a miracle you're back, don't you want to go out and talk to old friends?" the girl said, stepping forward to join his side. Six felt the boy tense under her, finding herself growling again after sensing his discomfort.