they think they're better than you | cosette

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Half the time, Cosette didn't know what to do with herself, either. She was used to being kept busy, and now that she didn't have things to do 24/7, it was a bit irritating. It had been nice at first, but now it just brought her boredom and feelings of uselessness. So she tried her best to find things to do. Even if they were just mundane tasks, she did it, if only to keep herself busy and her mind away from certain things.

Coming across Yes man as he was doing...whatever it was he thought he was doing, she found it somewhat hard to approach him. She had never really had family before--her mother, maybe, but it didn't last. She was afraid this wouldn't, either, that he would be taken away from her just like the rest. Good things didn't last.

Still, the feline found herself padding over to him and examining the hole he was making in the sand, though it didn't remain long as it kept falling back in on itself. "What are you doing?" she asks, though it's a somewhat stupid question. She wasn't even sure if he knew himself. But it was a way to start a conversation, maybe a start to getting to know one another. It was funny, not really knowing much about her own kin.