Little Cato (
furtitude) wrote in
wildestlands2021-11-11 06:35 pm
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Think of the children!!!
What the hell, I need help. Like lots of help.
[The mirror opens on Little Cato's face looking scandalized and distraught.]
[Then it turns to show some of the cat colony, lying around on some rocks sunning themselves.]
They're babies! Who would leave babies just - just by themselves! They didn't even leave them clothes. Someone abandoned them.
[He is not the type to think cats are children, he thinks they're actual baby Ventrexians. He knows about cats but there's no reason to go human-centric in a world that apparently has lots of species. Of course his brain went to his own species first.]
And something is wrong with them, they look weird. Their legs are all busted and mutated.
[He points the mirror back at himself.]
I keep trying to catch them but they're freakishly fast. I need help, we can't just leave them here.
[The mirror opens on Little Cato's face looking scandalized and distraught.]
[Then it turns to show some of the cat colony, lying around on some rocks sunning themselves.]
They're babies! Who would leave babies just - just by themselves! They didn't even leave them clothes. Someone abandoned them.
[He is not the type to think cats are children, he thinks they're actual baby Ventrexians. He knows about cats but there's no reason to go human-centric in a world that apparently has lots of species. Of course his brain went to his own species first.]
And something is wrong with them, they look weird. Their legs are all busted and mutated.
[He points the mirror back at himself.]
I keep trying to catch them but they're freakishly fast. I need help, we can't just leave them here.

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