That, unfortunately, is not how cats work. And it certainly isn't how peacats work, and definitely isn't how Elton works. The more he's ignored the more he attempts to rub up against Connor's cheeks and fingers, trying to claim his property all over again. How dare he come back not smelling like him. Honestly. The utter nerve.

"Alternatively- you could use your words instead of jamming a pipe in someone. Not as satisfying, I know, but a lot less likely to make trouble for the rest of the village." They're a community, after all, and keep an eye out or on each other out of boredom if nothing else. Having someone just jacking up the population on a whim? Not ideal. In the slightest. "Everyone else here knows about the 'no shank' rule. It wasn't that difficult."