Blue was also relocated back to the manor with Esme’s other cats…
He’s tugging on @eldritchcurator.bsky.social’s pant leg to lead him to the kitchen.
No need to question it.
A loud meow, maybe some disapproval at that name, but it was probably a lost cause with this guy…
The cat nuzzled against his hand.
The apartment seemed oddly.. empty.
And quiet. Like Dick wasn’t home, except he 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 be. Nightwing certainly wasn’t out.
But then— a muffled yowl. And a thump. Coming from behind the closed bedroom door.
The locked door. Which, clearly, anything without opposable thumbs would have trouble with.