Word Count :: 260 OOC: le gasp!
Fear coursed through her body as she saw the kitten trot up to the man, but was surprised when she saw the man let the kitten up on his lap and then came the strange sound. Sira had never heard anything like it and she tilted her head, still scared as though the man would just lash out, but he was petting the kitten and in an odd tone singing something about a calico cat. The kitten was sitting and purring on his lap and soon she finally came out, her tail tucked and her ears pinned to the back of her head as she came forward.
“What is that? That thing you are doing?” She asked when she was confident enough he wasn’t going to hurt her, but it still looked like she would bolt, but not without grabbing the kitten if she could. She couldn’t abandon something she took so much care for and loved dearly. It seemed the cat trusted the man enough and that was almost good enough for the young jackal who sat now, almost within arm's reach but no longer under the seats in terror. “Who are you?” She asked suddenly, but wasn’t sure if that was being rude or not, she was starting to become aware of her actions lately, now that she was feeling safer and more confident in herself and she was trying to learn how to be a better.. was it “wolf” or “Jackal”? Which ever it was she wanted to be better.
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