NARANDA wrote:Owner: NARANDA
Cat Name: Lyssa
Prompt:Why should I be kind to them when they never showed even the smallest hint of kindness for me?
I was left with nothing. My family was gone. I had no clowder. I was hungry and cold. I was just a kit, young and helpless.
The fellow felines I came across just left me there and turned up their noses to pretend they never saw me. They didn't want the responsibility of trying to help me and then keep me alive. Some even chased me off, hissing and scratching at my heals to make sure that I never returned to try and get help.
The humans I ran into often chased me off as well. I just wanted food and they often cooked some over a fire that smelled so good. Just a small bit... but no. Even if they couldn't eat it all they didn't want to give it to no mangy starving cat.
Lyssa sniffles.
So why shouldn't I lash out?! All anyone has ever done is either ignore me or lash out at me for no reason! At least I have a reason. No one can be trusted and I wouldn't be in my right mind to let any of them get close to me. They'll just chase me off like everyone else. They'll just abandon me like everyone else!
So get the hell away from me! Stop telling me that I can trust you!
Lyssa hisses at the cat in front of her, eyes watering as she held back tears.
This did not deter the feline with the pure white pelt. He almost seemed to examine her with his blue eyes, his red pupils standing out against the blue iris. Despite the anger of the feline before him he was calm and patient.
You'll never find the good if you only focus on the evil.
And with your way of thinking I'd run into the same danger over and over again until it killed me.
Well, our home is always open to you, even if you're constantly snappy. You still deserve a home and family... By the way, my name is Wyn. Feel free to ask for me when you stop by.
Oh, don't sound like you know I'll show up! We both know I won't!
Wyn didn't even grace her outburst with a response as he seemed to give her a smile before he returned to his task of trekking back to his clowder. Both felines were left feeling sad after their encounter with one another. One whose pain was dug up from the dark corner she tried to shove it in, and the other leaving the hurting feline behind without knowing if he could have helped more.
I quite enjoyed reading the scene and could picture it in my mind well! I'd love to see where the story continues <3 Congrats!
