Post by Silentpaw on Feb 11, 2016 3:48:30 GMT -6
(Ashkit )
Miatu wasn't quite sure where she belonged here. Or even if she did. Her ears flickered back an forth as she sat silently in a lonesome corner, merely, watching. No cat, or kitten for that matter, saw sense in approaching her. She'd never spoken a word in her life, and those who knew her knew of her as Silentkit. A pitiful name that was. Named particularly to derail her. Just because she had no voice, didn't mean she was an emotionless drone with no real meaning. Did it? To be honest, she only truly knew of what she felt. At least she was open. Her eyes and actions spoke for her, and occasionally her sister. Oh, that's right. She still had yet to find her. It was hard when she asked for someone with a name no-one knew, and couldn't even express it out loud. Who could possibly understand her other than she who birthed her, and she who cared for and grew up alongside her? Oh. Yes. She could think of one, and speak of the devil. What'cha mopin' about now little kitty...? a rather sardonic voice uttered deep inside her head. She replied via telepathic thought, as her muteness proved no other means of response. 'What is it to you? I thought I was nothing... she thought scathingly. Aww, poor kitty. What's got ya down sweat The young feline twitched her ears irritably. He knew what was wrong. He knew more about it than she herself did. Or at least he understood the strange feelings better. Huffing silently, she twitched her tail and stared hard around the den, trying her best to spot a distraction. She found one quickly, though not what she was hoping for. It was another kitten, clearly with an interest in talking to her. Dont get your whiskers in a bunch my pretty. Just claw the retched creature's face off. Making it scared or angry will guarantee peace and quiet. More time for me to irritate you. She could almost visualise his grinning smirk, twitching whiskers and perked ears in all. If she was going to claw anyone, it would be him. However, she reminded herself. He technically doesn't even exist. In fact, he was a nameless, faceless, sardonic voice with now real purpose but to aggravate her. For now that is. Soon he'd drive her mad. That was his one purpose, if you could even refer to it as such.
Miatu wasn't quite sure where she belonged here. Or even if she did. Her ears flickered back an forth as she sat silently in a lonesome corner, merely, watching. No cat, or kitten for that matter, saw sense in approaching her. She'd never spoken a word in her life, and those who knew her knew of her as Silentkit. A pitiful name that was. Named particularly to derail her. Just because she had no voice, didn't mean she was an emotionless drone with no real meaning. Did it? To be honest, she only truly knew of what she felt. At least she was open. Her eyes and actions spoke for her, and occasionally her sister. Oh, that's right. She still had yet to find her. It was hard when she asked for someone with a name no-one knew, and couldn't even express it out loud. Who could possibly understand her other than she who birthed her, and she who cared for and grew up alongside her? Oh. Yes. She could think of one, and speak of the devil. What'cha mopin' about now little kitty...? a rather sardonic voice uttered deep inside her head. She replied via telepathic thought, as her muteness proved no other means of response. 'What is it to you? I thought I was nothing... she thought scathingly. Aww, poor kitty. What's got ya down sweat The young feline twitched her ears irritably. He knew what was wrong. He knew more about it than she herself did. Or at least he understood the strange feelings better. Huffing silently, she twitched her tail and stared hard around the den, trying her best to spot a distraction. She found one quickly, though not what she was hoping for. It was another kitten, clearly with an interest in talking to her. Dont get your whiskers in a bunch my pretty. Just claw the retched creature's face off. Making it scared or angry will guarantee peace and quiet. More time for me to irritate you. She could almost visualise his grinning smirk, twitching whiskers and perked ears in all. If she was going to claw anyone, it would be him. However, she reminded herself. He technically doesn't even exist. In fact, he was a nameless, faceless, sardonic voice with now real purpose but to aggravate her. For now that is. Soon he'd drive her mad. That was his one purpose, if you could even refer to it as such.