
08-10-2007, 10:47 AM
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Re: Old Friends (Ranarath)
“Yay!” Ziran thought, purring and mewing happily. “I’m saved! I’m saved! I’m… Wait, I know her…”
He stopped mewing for a moment and got a good look at his savior. The black hair, the red and green eyes, the lightly tanned and horribly beautiful face. Where had he seen her before? He figured that he must’ve seen her back before he was ‘smushed’, but where?
“I can’t believe those kids would do that to a kitten,” she said, a mix of disbelief and disapproval in her voice. Her continued scratching eventually forced Kunto to start purring again. The little guy couldn’t help himself.
“Hmm… No, Sin was dark and not so curvy, so that’s not him. Not that Gorin guy either. How many curvy people do I know? Hmm…”
It suddenly dawned on him, and he started to mew happily and lick Sora’s hand at a hyper pace.
“Sora Atichae, of course! How could I not recognize her?! Yay! I’ll be able to turn back into a kitty-boy in just a few minutes, and then we can catch up!”
To his surprise and sadness, she suddenly stood up and, ascertaining that the kitten was okay now, started to walk away. Ziran ran after her and clung to her leg, careful to avoid scratching her. He wasn’t about to let her just leave. It felt like it’d been years since they’d seen each other!
“Mew!” he said, forgetting for a moment that she couldn’t understand him. “Mewmew! Meow, mew! Meewwwww!”
After the last one, tears showed up in the kitten’s eyes. Sora was one of the few friends that he could actually remember. He didn’t want to lose the opportunity to be with her.
“Just a few more minutes, just a few more minutes, just a few more minutes…”
OOC: Sorry for crappiness. Saving my CJ’s for the tourney.
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