07-25-2018, 02:42 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 420px; font-size:10px; font-family:verdana; text-align: justify;line-height: 110%; color:black"]They had never seen blood before, or at the very least that shed by a creature with some semblance of sentience. A gentle hum rose from the child and theirs came to flatten against their head, stomach churning uncomfortably. It was odd to find their response was such with their previous excitement over seeing the capture, especially when it was one who seemed so ill-suited to it, but such had not extended towards such thoughts. Surely this was not all, to see another wither in pain yet to be the one to inflict it in such a physical manner, it seemed beyond their reach though time might change that, their smile fading somewhat, gaining a hard edge.
And then there were more. Slowly their attention shifted between the two who came to stand close by them, noting both their responses were not as exuberant as that of their own, or at least that before blood had touched upon the sand, and their sister. It was Junior they finally settled on, turning their head to regard the older feline, brow furrowed in their own confusion. “He ain' one a us,” quickly Aita caught themself before the words became a question, for a time wondering at it themself, of the them vs us mentality which was present. They had known only The Typhoon for the short duration of their life, held no inkling of what the world was beyond it nor the customs it held, thinking it was all the same – a dog eat dog world where only the toughest were able to survive.
And then there were more. Slowly their attention shifted between the two who came to stand close by them, noting both their responses were not as exuberant as that of their own, or at least that before blood had touched upon the sand, and their sister. It was Junior they finally settled on, turning their head to regard the older feline, brow furrowed in their own confusion. “He ain' one a us,” quickly Aita caught themself before the words became a question, for a time wondering at it themself, of the them vs us mentality which was present. They had known only The Typhoon for the short duration of their life, held no inkling of what the world was beyond it nor the customs it held, thinking it was all the same – a dog eat dog world where only the toughest were able to survive.
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