this won't hurt a bit
08-15-2013, 05:21 PM
His jaw dropped immediately as she confirmed, he would be here... forever. He swung his head from side to side, thinking this was a dream, that he would wake up anytime now. This couldn't be happening to him! He had turn to the side, his ears twitching as she continued on. He didn't want to hear anymore, didn't want to find out more bad thing that would possibly happen to him while here. She didn't explain that though, explained to him why she had captured and put him here, she was the last of a dying breed, wanted company... ?She's lonely... He thought to himself, feeling bad for her but still feeling upset that she was forcing him to stay here just because of that. He blinked a few times, coming back to reality, looking over at the woman as she told him she found a way to fix that feeling, with him. ?With me...? He repeated quietly, watching as she sat down, her long tail curling around her body. He wasn't sure how to feel, a bit sick, angry, scared... a bit bad for the lady. When she told him that he would hate her at first he couldn't help but give a small nod of his head, he definitely did feel like it, after all she had knocked him out and brought him here for her selfish desires. She explained that she would take care of him, bring him food, tell her stories and share her life with him and perhaps in time he would accept it. It did sound a bit nice, at least she would be taking care of him and not letting him starve in here. Would she really though, or was she just saying that to get his hopes up? He didn't answer her though, just watched her look down then around before refocusing her attention back on him. She told him she would leave him alone for a bit so he could adjust, or stay and answer any questions. Nuka gulped, his copper gaze going to the feline's tail. This was probably the craziest thing to happen to him in his whole life besides his family dying off and becoming separated form his sister... he wasn't sure what to say or do. "Um..." He turned around so his body was facing hers again, his tail and head hanging low. "Why don't you talk to others? Doing this stuff will only make them hate you..." He spoke softly, lifting his head a little to glance up at her nervously. "There are mean wolves but some are nice, like me... if you talked to me I would've been your friend..." He lowered his head again, looking down at his paw that he lifted off the ground to move a small pebble around. He was mad for her doing this but it wasn't enough for her to snarl and snap at the feline, she was just lonely and did what she thought was needed. The boy was a friendly kid, usually thinking positive and making others smile or laugh. He would have loved to chat with the cat if she had popped up one day, even if she had insulted him. It was just the way he was... he just hoped she wouldn't get angry at his question. "normal. talk. think. you." Awesome image by Canttina <3 |