04-23-2018, 08:40 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon
The warm and comforting feeling had suddenly been stripped away, and now she was in an entirely different world. It was much less cramped, she would notice near immediately, and take this opportunity to attempt weak flails with her paws. The air was much colder and she felt exposed, and hungry. Very, very hungry. suddenly the thought of hunger entering her tiny mind sent her into a sort of panic. She needed food!
The golden kitten let out a loud, demanding mew as she realized this, not knowing what else to do. Milk was near and she had to get towards it. The tiny kitten followed her brother towards the scent, her paws already seeming too big for her tiny, fuzzy body. They pushed her towards the milk in a very odd, clumsy fashion. She'd no idea how to use them yet. But that didn't stop her. She mewed and mewed until she could get close enough to feed, knowing no other goal.
The golden kitten let out a loud, demanding mew as she realized this, not knowing what else to do. Milk was near and she had to get towards it. The tiny kitten followed her brother towards the scent, her paws already seeming too big for her tiny, fuzzy body. They pushed her towards the milk in a very odd, clumsy fashion. She'd no idea how to use them yet. But that didn't stop her. She mewed and mewed until she could get close enough to feed, knowing no other goal.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.