Ah, Youthful Innocence

[Meadowlark]

Ricky Logan dodged through the evening crowd, his papes held close, hopefully he’d moved quickly enough not to be seen. That cat shouldn’t know where his wallet went for a while yet. At least not until he tried to pay for something. The kitten ducked into the park, holding his papers under his arm as he pulled out the wallet, nice leather he could hawk that if he wanted. He pulled out anything to identify it, setting those under the bench nearby and pulling the cash out of it, setting the papers down finally to pull the small pouch from around his neck so he could slip the money into it.

[amanika]

Taradan was cutting through the park on his way to work, it wasn't a warm evening and he hunched his shoulders, pausing to turn his overcoat up at the collar, glancing around as he did so. Moments later, his eyes came to rest on the young tomcat scrabbling around with something at a nearby bench. Rolling his eyes and sighing as he recognised not only his younger brother, but what he's obviously been up to, Taradan changed direction, striding purposefully towards the bench.

[Meadowlark]

Ricky heard the approaching footsteps and quickly stashed the money, looping the pouch around his neck and picking up his papers again, turning to the approaching cat with a grin, making sure to look just a bit smaller. "Buy a pape--oh." He stopped when he saw his oldest brother.

[amanika]

Taradan's greeting was to cuff his brother lightly around the ears and hold out a hand for the wallet, "You're meant to be workin'."

[Meadowlark]

"I am!" Ricky protested, frowning at his older brother, but handing the wallet over. "Only got two papes left." He adjusted his hat from where it had been knocked askew.

[amanika]

"And this?" Taradan held the wallet up in front of his brother, "What would Ma say, hrm?" he flicked through the wallet briefly, "Where's the rest?"

[Meadowlark]

Ricky picked up the identification from where it had 'fallen' under the bench. "Here. An' what about it? I found that."

[amanika]

"Found it my ass," Taradan took the identification and folded his arms, squaring his shoulders and glaring at his youngest brother, "you gonna give me the money or have I gotta knock some sense into you first?"

[Meadowlark]

The younger tom glared up at him, but poised himself to bolt if need be. "Ain't your business what I do. You're not home anymore."

[amanika]

Taradan sighed, sitting down heavily next to his sibling, "No, I moved out so Ma has one less to worry about. So I don't want you makin' trouble for her. What would she do if it haden't been me who caught you at this? The law's one thing, and plenty of cats who'd do worse than a cop."

[Meadowlark]

Ricky muttered under his breath but pulled the money out of the pouch, handing it to his older brother. "I don't get caught."

[amanika]

Taradan shook his head, tucking the money and wallet away somewhere on his person, he wasn't sure what he'd do with it yet, maybe drop it in at the nearest police station, providing they still wern't after the cats involved with a recent gang incident. "I caught you, an' there's plenty of others smarter than you. You'll wind up gettin' yourself messed up one of these days. I don't wanna be the one who has to tell Ma you've gotten yourself killed or wond up in hospital."

[Meadowlark]

"I'm careful. Wasn't no one around, 'sides you." He muttered.

[amanika]

"An' I coulda been anyone." Taradan persisted, "Besides, you've got a legit job, you can do without stealin' for pocket money."

[Meadowlark]

"Sellin' papes ain't a real job. I get lessn' half I sell and I gotta make stuff up t' sell 'em most days."