Kit import from Turkey.

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  • A small, four moon old kit, barely old enough to be taken away from her mom is in a small cage, being brought into a big house. She is a Turkish Angora. She has a long silky coat that is pure white with one blue eye and one amber eye. She has a purple collar on, and a big, floppy, pink bow on one ear. She is mewing softly for her mommy, and is very scared and sad.

  • (yay I'll join xD)


    As the kit was brought into the house, a Siamese tom stood by the entrance and eyed her curiously. His ears twitched, and his diamond studded collar glowed with the light let in from outside.

  • He flinched, jumping at this. He followed the twoleg and the kit into a deeper part of the house, where the whining kit was set down and the cage was opened. The twoleg cooed something to it and looked at him expectantly. Was this kit his responsibility? He was no female, at the least a parent at all. The twoleg left him to socialise, and he walked over to the kitten, sniffing it. "A mommy?" His voice was deep. "There arent any mommys here of which I know." The kit was still whining. He sighed. "I'll be your daddy, but please stop crying." he wrapped a tail around the kit, it was the genorous and safisticated thing to do.
    (lol fancy cat)

  • His eyes became warm, and he smiled. The twoleg poked their head around a corner, and turned away, satisfied with his behaviour. Cole delicatley placed a protective paw around the kit.

  • Alice was now fast asleep, dreaming of the smells and sights of her mom a littermates in Turkey.



    The two leg who bought Alice was talking to the one who looked at them a few seconds earlier,"Did she fall asleep?"

  • "Seems so; they will get along fine, I hope." The other replied. "The poor thing was crying it's head off. I'm so lucky to have Cole here for situations like these", he spoke as Cole drifted into sleep sitting up.

  • "Fishy... Juicy... I think you will like it and know if you would try it." He smiled, standing up and pacing towards the window, where a special shelf held a velvet pillow in place.