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  • He used to be named 'Tinykit.' But then, he got a voice, eyes, and a personality when he learned about these things. Yes, this tiny kit was a boy. And yes, this tiny kit wasn't named Tinykit anymore. He was named 'Girlkit.' He was very girly and odd, for example, he was a tiny young kit with a squeaky girlish voice. His voice was extremely high, and he was shy and timid, and was very apologetic. He had little fragile blue eyes and his fur was white, and he looked like a pretty girl. His eyes were of the eyes of a doll, and Girlkit was... Named after the gender of a girl.


    Now, Girlkit was bullied by his siblings, although they usually had good hearts. He was the runt by a hour after a long and painful time of a near death birthing. Girlkit looked like a perfect tiny baby girl, and as he hid in the shadows of the tree that he slept in when his siblings kicked him out, and as he watched closely, he noticed something. In the sun there was something blending in with the stony desert-like ground, and he panicked, hiding behind some leaves, peeking over with his dolly eyes, when it came near, sniffing the tree a bunch, and it was a jackal.


    Now, his mother didn't know her siblings kicked her out, as she didn't talk very much. He just smiled at her mother whom renamed him, and then continued watching. He sniffled, staring down at the canine before whimpering loudly, and then screaming, cries echoing the air. As he slipped, falling face-down in the sand, he screamed louder, high-pitched, before running inside the den and Girlkit squeezing in, and his siblings groaned, pushing her, but then yelling at the sight of the wild animal. "MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM!" They screamed, and continued until she pushed them aside, the young ginger scottish cat growling, fur bristling as she leaped at it.


    As the two snarled and fought, Girlkit ran with his siblings to hide in the den, when they growled at him, one unsheathing sharper claws then his, and he quickly ran out of the den, before the two came tumbling towards him, and he leaped away before fleeing to a part of some grassy land, and as he walked around aimlessly. But then... He saw a desert with skulls surrounding it like an evil kingdom. Although it might be evil, he saw a tiger skull and thought it would hide him from the jackal and then his mommy would find him.


    So as he headed to this desert, he quickly scratched at the skull, butting into it with trouble, the girly skinny tom finally fitting his tiny body through one of the eye holes you see on the skull, before trembling under it, hiding his head under his paws.

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    [justify]A shaky skull, that was a sight one didn't see every day. Raising a non-existent eyebrow, Yukki quietly padded over and moved to pick up the skull to find out what might be hiding underneath it. Perhaps it was a snake or other larger reptile. They were quite common in this area and they could also be considered very dangerous if they felt threaten. But the deputy had a feeling he wasn't dealing with a venomous or poisonous critter. In fact, he felt like he was imagining this, or that he was still back at camp, taking one last nap in his favorite spot before the go ahead for the move was signaled.


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  • Girlkit squealed, the male running around in circles, before staring at the albino serval with his dolly eyes and then digging at the sand, trying to make a hole and hide in it. However, as it soaked his head, he whimpered and Girlkit quickly hid under a deer skull, and whimpered, tiny girlish voice speaking aloud. "P-please don't hurt me..." The snow white young male said, long tail curling around his body and reaching up to his chest as he hid his head under his paws again, shaking rapidly and more then before.


    Now, the young kit had a small vocabulary and bad understanding of the world. To say the least, he was kinda dull in the tiny head of his. He didn't realize the strong smells of murders and cats around him, so believed that this feline happened to be wild. But how did all these skulls appear, then? He just believed this feline happened to live here and hunted, so the numb-skulled Girlkit was practically shaking out of his fur, hoping this creature wouldn't so brutally eat him.

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    Vipernecrosis trotted forward, the ebony serval watching. Looking to the others, she sat down and smiled.
    "It's alright, young one. You'll be okay."
    She could only remember herself at that age, captured and terrified.


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