Posts by FREAK !

✧ — " try to fix things but you're perfect - a poorly wired circuit "

So freak is a kind, loving little boy with no interest in fighting, but he's a sneaky little thief who finds it amusing to torment humans, cats, and all sorts of other animals with his antics. He's up for just about anything, though he's still just a kit and is very sick so he's limited in what he's physically able to do. His tags can be found in the diamond above.

He's closed to:

Death

Litters

Siblings

Getting Maimed

Attacking Others (will defend himself though)

✧ — " try to fix things but you're perfect - a poorly wired circuit "

Freak was, surprisingly, not as lost as most of the group. He actually understood quite well what was going on - but he to had questions. He just... needed to find the right words to ask his question. Visibly struggling, his mouth would gap a few times wider than usual, then he'd slowly stammer out - "Can give back teeth 'n claws?" his own question was likely lost in the mix of cheers, comments, and questions, but he'd smile rather dumbly anyways and wait to be answered.

✧ — " try to fix things but you're perfect - a poorly wired circuit "

As opposed to his clanmates, Freak has truly never seen this much food anywhere other than in those 'rest-wants' or whatever, let alone been allowed to eat his fill of something. With wide-eyed curiosity, he'd nervously approach the pile, whiskers quivering and hi legs of course ever-trembling, but there was that feeling again - hope. It was a feeling he rarely had. Happy? Yes, of course. But not hope. Dying cats didn't get to have hope, not when they already knew how their story was gonna end. Carefully he'd snag a rat with nimble and deft paws, stuffing the creature into his sore jaws, and then he'd stagger and stumble back, dragging himself and his meal up and onto a nearby stump- heights had always made him feel safer. "Thank" he'd mumble, and then after glancing around briefly he'd begin the tedious task of eating - the skinny tom slowly chewing and swallowing each morsel with carefully placed bites to avoid embarrassing himself.

✧ — " try to fix things but you're perfect - a poorly wired circuit "

Freak could sympathize with Pandora on that - he much preferred the busy bustle of every-day life, cars honking in traffic and people chatting loudly, birds on the wires and in the trees even if you could never see them and even rats rustling 'round in the bins. Silence was nice, but only at night, when his thoughts were still and silent. He didn't like being left with his un-happy thoughts, and so instead of focusing on them he'd wander and wind his way over to the rag-tag bunch currently chatting about the stagnancy of the day. "Hai! Is good day?" he'd chirrup out cheerily, a small, rather stupid smile on his face.

✧ — " try to fix things but you're perfect - a poorly wired circuit "

Freak was rather uset - not by the leadership change, oh no- it was the shouting and arguing that had the tom hiding in the shadows, green eyes wary and a bit panicked. Clanmates weren't supposed to fight - not unless it was a spar. He ha†´d this, he did, and so he'd stay out of it. The shadows were safe, like his box or the roofs. Safe, safe, safe.