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I want a Keskeli!
Username: Kitti&Bows (Soon going to be changed, im thinking Ceramic~Rose, not sure)
Gender: F
name: Abbigail (dont ask why it just feels perfect XD)
number: 4 (idk if i got the number right, but the Albino one)
Codeword: Muties
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Story:
Kitti was walking home after a walk, a little upset she hadn't gotten a Keskeli yet, but trying to shake off the thought. She'd seen the creatures before, and their threating yet elegant strengh had tempted her to get one. Kitti had heard of people randomly stumbling upon them, although it seemed far more likely to get one from an adoption agency or pound. Still she could't shake off the thought that maybe, just maybe, one would pop out at her. That didn't happen. She arrived home and, sighing half with relief and half with sorrow, stepped inside. And then she screamed, a piercing shriek echoing through what she thought was her EMPTY home. Sniffling around her kitchen was a large white Keskeli! It seemed to be trying to get into her spices. The Keskeli looked up at her shout, seeming startled the house wasn't abandoned. Her normally-tidy living dining room was in shatters, chairs broken and thrown on the floor, curtains scratched and even ripped clean off, a gaming console hanging precariously off a table by a lone cord. Normally she'd be furious; batting at the creature and maybe even hurting it for entering and messing with her house like this. But the beast seemed scared, and Kitti couldn't bring herself to even move in worry it'd run off. She spoke softly, using her kindest tone: "I wont hurt you." The Keskeli seemed to settle, calming itself. She stepped forward, carefully approaching it until she got close enough to stroke it carefully. "Your beautiful," she spoke, her voice still kept soft. "What lovely white fur. I've never seen a Keskeli like that." The creature untensed, looking content with the running of Kitti's hand across it's back. After a while of thinking, Kitti decided to keep the Keskeli. It seemed to like her, in a way, and from what she knew it had no owner. With hope, it'd stay with her. She approached the beast, which had settled in a corner of her living room where a bookshelf once sat. "What should I call you?" She spoke, still soft, stroking the Keskeli's fur. She met it's eyes, and in a flash, as if it were almost telepathical, she knew exactly what to name it. "Abbigail," she whispered. "Abby." She was surprised she knew it's gender, but the name fit perfect and somehow she knew it was a girl and it was an Abbigail. Laying down next to Abby on the carpet, the stroked the white Keskeli, and she just couldn't stop whispering, "Abby, Abby, Abby."
(IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I LOVE WRITING AND THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE OMG)