Diya Miss Me? || Open, Searching

[Simon F.M.]

DIYA

Diya came to a stumbling stop infront of the king cheetah, her paws catching on the tracks of the rail road. She took a moment to regain her balance before looking up at the larger animal. "My-my names Diya!" mewed the kitten, a frantic edge to her voice. "I need my-"

She was cut off by a stong voice ordering her to leave and she let out a small pitiful whine. "but-but I need my sis-sister!" she cried, fear flooding her as those pitch black eyes stared into her own baby blues. She dropped her gaze, pressing herself into the ground. "I'm- I'm sorry..." she mumbled, clip-on earing covered ears pinning to the back of her head.

She gave a small sniff, glancing up at Cleo for a second before looking back down. All her energy had been spent. "I-I'm looking for-for my sister, Eli" she said quietly, sniffiling. "My Momma went- went missing and i was think-thinking may-maybe my sister could help me fi-find her" she said, shoulders hunched and tail limp. The silver locket and bead necklace around her throat brushed against the ground.

© MADI