Savar's Human

["Nightmare?"

by silverink58]

Savar heard noises. They were not good. His human was in distress.

Savar would never understand why humans, despite having thumbs, were such a weak species. They depended on others for emotional comfort instead of dealing with it themselves. Disgusting.

Stepping into the human’s den, Savar leapt up onto the night table, because he had once made the mistake of jumping directly onto his human and had been thrown into the wall. He had been fine, of course, because the human had still been half-bleary with sleep, but then the silly thing had tried to saddle him with a different human ‘for his safety.’ Preposterous. This human was a mess but it was a mess he understood. Savar hated figuring out new humans.

He peered at the man. He was twitching and whimpering quietly in his sleep. Pathetic.

Savar hopped off the night table and opened its cupboard so he could hide inside it. Then he began yodeling loudly. He used to just scream but that had made his human grab one of his guns in terror as he woke up, so he’d begun yodeling instead, highs and lows that were distinctly feline.

He heard mumbling and shuffling and yodeled louder but did not dare leave the cupboard. His human was skittish. Being skittish on top of being a foolish species made for a dangerous combination.

The cupboard opened, and his human was there, eyes ringed with red and his body trembling. “Smoky? How’d you get stuck in here?”

“I was not stuck. I was in there on purpose,” Savar told him snidely as the human carefully picked him up, sneering as he felt the fine tremors in the man’s hands. “And my name is Savar. What is it with you humans and your undignified names?”

The human scratched behind his ears. Well. That was nice. He could forgive the human just once.

Savar looked at the man as he lay back down his bed, walking around the blankets irritably. This human needed more rest if he planned to go out and get his bagel with lox and then give some of the lox to him, but he did not look ready to go back to sleep. Pathetic.

“You could learn something from me,” Savar told him, stepping into the human’s space. “I wake up from nightmares and go right back to sleep. I am clearly the superior species.” He waited as the human carefully situated his metal arm around him. “I want extra lox tomorrow, human.”

“Good boy, Smoky,” the human murmured.

“SAVAR,” Savar said loudly, then gave it up as a lost cause. Humans would not understand the complexity of the feline tongue anyway.

Instead, he hunkered down, against the human’s chest, and began to purr. Purring helped humans, calmed them down. Cats were excellent at calming humans down. Look, his human had fallen back to sleep, less fretful and anxious. This was why cats should be revered.

Perhaps there was hope for this human, Savar decided, as he came home the next morning with extra lox. He would continue to take care of him for a while.

[fic by reioka]