12-31-2020, 02:23 AM
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SAINTKIT
HARDLY KNOW HOW BAD IT GETS
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Up until now, Saintkit hadn't been particularly friendly in how he viewed other Pittians. The only two Pittians he truly knew were Aine and Gael, and even just saying that he knew them was stretching the definition a bit. Initially, the young feline hadn't particularly wanted to change this. After all, he was still reeling with grief after the sudden loss of his parents, and the stress of meeting a bunch of new people just felt like too much. However, as the days had dragged on and eventually stretched to a week or more, Saint had realized that the way he was going wasn't very sustainable. He couldn't just avoid everyone else for the rest of his life, or for however long he chose to stay within The Pitt. He had already gotten a few strange looks for scampering or hiding away whenever someone even looked like they were going to interact with him. The sad part was, the boy wasn't even particularly adverse to meeting new people. Before his parents' untimely demise, Saintkit had been perfectly happy meeting all the new faces that he encountered as his family traveled through the neutral lands. It was just the new heaping helping of trauma that had been accidentally inflicted upon him that was leaving him a bit unsociable.
However, he now wanted to change that. He still didn't really want to grow throwing himself into any of the decent sized crowds that could form during particularly bush times of day, but he could deal with introducing himself. Properly, this time, when he wasn't starving, dehydrated, and on the verge of tears. So, the ragdoll had waited until the bustle of the central plaza had come to a bit of a lull, with only smaller groups of Pittians milling about and talking amongst themselves. Once that had happened, he had made his way to the middle of the area, a small amount of sand kicked up in his wake as he rolled over a decently sized, oval shaped rock. He laid it flat in the middle of the plaza before moving to stand atop it, clearing his throat and tilting his chin up slightly. He wanted to look as though he had the confidence that he was so severely lacking as of late. Thankfully, it seemed to be working, at least a little bit, considering he got at least a couple of others to actually look over at him. Not only that, but he wasn't turning tail and bolting when they did – that was progress, at least.
With his claws curling and scraping lightly at the stone beneath him, Saint started his introduction simply, "Hello there... uh. Hi, everyone. My name is Saintkit, and I guess that I'm a new member of The Pitt. I only arrived pretty recently, so I haven't gotten a chance to really meet anyone, yet." Already, he could feel a sense of anxiety buzzing in his chest, begging him to turn and walk away. Despite this, he pushed through, his voice firming up slightly as he continued, "I'm pretty young, so I don't really know how much I'll have to share, but... if anybody wants to ask me any questions, or introduce themselves, that would be fine with me." And with that, Saint was finally able to let out the sharp breath he had been holding in, having to actively keep himself upright as he nearly slid off his stone platform from relief.
However, he now wanted to change that. He still didn't really want to grow throwing himself into any of the decent sized crowds that could form during particularly bush times of day, but he could deal with introducing himself. Properly, this time, when he wasn't starving, dehydrated, and on the verge of tears. So, the ragdoll had waited until the bustle of the central plaza had come to a bit of a lull, with only smaller groups of Pittians milling about and talking amongst themselves. Once that had happened, he had made his way to the middle of the area, a small amount of sand kicked up in his wake as he rolled over a decently sized, oval shaped rock. He laid it flat in the middle of the plaza before moving to stand atop it, clearing his throat and tilting his chin up slightly. He wanted to look as though he had the confidence that he was so severely lacking as of late. Thankfully, it seemed to be working, at least a little bit, considering he got at least a couple of others to actually look over at him. Not only that, but he wasn't turning tail and bolting when they did – that was progress, at least.
With his claws curling and scraping lightly at the stone beneath him, Saint started his introduction simply, "Hello there... uh. Hi, everyone. My name is Saintkit, and I guess that I'm a new member of The Pitt. I only arrived pretty recently, so I haven't gotten a chance to really meet anyone, yet." Already, he could feel a sense of anxiety buzzing in his chest, begging him to turn and walk away. Despite this, he pushed through, his voice firming up slightly as he continued, "I'm pretty young, so I don't really know how much I'll have to share, but... if anybody wants to ask me any questions, or introduce themselves, that would be fine with me." And with that, Saint was finally able to let out the sharp breath he had been holding in, having to actively keep himself upright as he nearly slid off his stone platform from relief.
━ GUESS I'LL JUST GO BACK TO BED┆PITT PUP. ━
you tried to refrain, but you try anyway
———————「 the pitt / 3 months / bio / @ stilly 」 ———————
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