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The sound of tiny paws running. Little giggles leaving tiny maw as the winged kitten ran. He was just barely able to walk, so his movements were wobbly at best. Thus, he toppled over his own feet and let out the loudest squeak. Startled by his own clumsy limbs as he lay sprawled on the sand. Slowly he stood and shook the sand from his pelt.
Being a kitten, only two months old, he was rather clueless as to his trespassing. Then again, even if he knew, would he have cared? Not likely. It would have added to the chaos of the day. It was what he lived for. He loved to cause chaos and have fun. He just absolutely loved it.
What he didn't love was the gathering seagulls. A flock slowly gathering nearby him. The child would waves his tail and swats at the closest one. "Go away." His tiny hiss was cute, but did nothing to chase the birds off. Then they swarmed and he squeaked in surprise. They bore down on him as he ran. He ran until he was able to crawl into the base of an old rotted palm tree stump.
"Hewp. Hewp!" His pittiful cries for help would almost be drowned out by the swarming and screeching sea gulls. They were trying to pull his tiny frame from the hole he was in. Pressing himself to the back wall and hissing. Little back arched and fur fluffed up and spiky. He was scared, as any kitten would be.
"speaking" | telepathy | attacking
The sound of tiny paws running. Little giggles leaving tiny maw as the winged kitten ran. He was just barely able to walk, so his movements were wobbly at best. Thus, he toppled over his own feet and let out the loudest squeak. Startled by his own clumsy limbs as he lay sprawled on the sand. Slowly he stood and shook the sand from his pelt.
Being a kitten, only two months old, he was rather clueless as to his trespassing. Then again, even if he knew, would he have cared? Not likely. It would have added to the chaos of the day. It was what he lived for. He loved to cause chaos and have fun. He just absolutely loved it.
What he didn't love was the gathering seagulls. A flock slowly gathering nearby him. The child would waves his tail and swats at the closest one. "Go away." His tiny hiss was cute, but did nothing to chase the birds off. Then they swarmed and he squeaked in surprise. They bore down on him as he ran. He ran until he was able to crawl into the base of an old rotted palm tree stump.
"Hewp. Hewp!" His pittiful cries for help would almost be drowned out by the swarming and screeching sea gulls. They were trying to pull his tiny frame from the hole he was in. Pressing himself to the back wall and hissing. Little back arched and fur fluffed up and spiky. He was scared, as any kitten would be.
"speaking" | telepathy | attacking
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