09-07-2020, 11:38 PM
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Diya had never been the most social feline out there. While she was no longer the shy kitten she once was, three years in isolation would dull one's social skills. She'd realized this and, in recent weeks had begun to reach out, attempt to get to know those around her better. Those close to Roxanne had been her first step. She knew that Roxanne loved her family and Diya wanted to get to know those important to Roxanne.
Her attempt today would be Michael, the adoptive brother of Roxie. Not only that, rumors had reached her that he had discovered a vampiric ability of his own. She hadn't put too much into her plan, simply gathering some biscuits she had made into a basket and gently drapped a cloth over them. Her trip over to his home had been quick and careful, the biscuits all in one piece and sandless when she arrived. Setting the basket down, she gently tapped the door with her paw. As she awaited his answer, panic began to settle in her chest. What if he didn't want her to come, should she have asked first?
Oh what a fool she was, making her way over without asking, presuming she would be welcomed. He was Roxanne's adoptive brother but, that didn't mean he had to like her. Did he think her an annoyance? An ill-fit for his sister? Did he feel disgust at her presence? As the anxiety gripped at her chest she stood, considering returning to her home and leaving the basket at his door. Deciding that was best, the vampiress began to turn away.
I KNOW WHY YOU'RE MAD AT ME, I'VE GOT DEMON EYES
& THEY'RE LOOKING RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ANATOMY
Diya had never been the most social feline out there. While she was no longer the shy kitten she once was, three years in isolation would dull one's social skills. She'd realized this and, in recent weeks had begun to reach out, attempt to get to know those around her better. Those close to Roxanne had been her first step. She knew that Roxanne loved her family and Diya wanted to get to know those important to Roxanne.
Her attempt today would be Michael, the adoptive brother of Roxie. Not only that, rumors had reached her that he had discovered a vampiric ability of his own. She hadn't put too much into her plan, simply gathering some biscuits she had made into a basket and gently drapped a cloth over them. Her trip over to his home had been quick and careful, the biscuits all in one piece and sandless when she arrived. Setting the basket down, she gently tapped the door with her paw. As she awaited his answer, panic began to settle in her chest. What if he didn't want her to come, should she have asked first?
Oh what a fool she was, making her way over without asking, presuming she would be welcomed. He was Roxanne's adoptive brother but, that didn't mean he had to like her. Did he think her an annoyance? An ill-fit for his sister? Did he feel disgust at her presence? As the anxiety gripped at her chest she stood, considering returning to her home and leaving the basket at his door. Deciding that was best, the vampiress began to turn away.