Thread: The wish (DTH and Kiyanayu)

Her master's groan had not escaped her ears and she retreated, quite pleased that she could easily remove his mind from whatever was troubling him. She did miss his confusion as she grinned cheerfully at him, her long, slender, black tail swaying with anticipation behind her. His words as he stared at her did not make sense to a cat whose only intention was to please her master, who failed to realize that her original form was far from the current one she had, that her sudden existence as a human--or something related to it--was an impossible thing to comprehend within a second. Gray, pointed ears peeking through midnight black hair at the top of her head flicked once or twice while she waited for a rewarding response. A pat or a scratch, perhaps? She preferred being scratched below the chin since it was always itchy and even if it was not, the mere gesture tickled her just beneath her skin. Such a moment was followed with a stretch to relax her muscles to get the excited contractions off, and then sleepiness would take over. Yes, she loved that scratching reward. Maybe he would give it to her, since she pleased him? The cat-turned-girl was suddenly distracted by the scent beyond the door. It was the woman who lived in this house making light pounding sounds at the door. She tilted her head and was about to make her way when she heard her master exclaim in surprise. And, instead of the reward she was expecting, the cat-girl found herself being dragged to the bathroom. Her master nudged her there, giving her a few hurried words and despite her mewling, shut the door in her face. The girl blinked at the door. Had she done something wrong? He usually did not lock her up in the bathroom like this. Besides, the other people had already seen her. So why was she being hidden here? Had she been a bad pet to him? Master? she called, scratching the door. He had told her to be quiet, but why did she have to hide here? She mewled again. Master...? The girl circled around the bathroom, expecting him to come back any minute now. He would not let her alone like this, right? He had never treated her like a pest. Maybe he was just joking with her? Her master would open the door soon and laugh and tell her he was just pulling her leg. The cat-girl mewled again, unblinking blue eyes staring at the one place where she knew her master would come in again. Hey...let me out. I don't like this. Too cold. And it was true she had not realized it yet, but her lack of fur was exposing her skin to the harsh temperatures of nature. Without clothes and without fur, she could easily feel the breeze from the open window hitting her bare skin, making her shiver. Only her nape and her back was saved by the long hair that barred the warmth from escaping its proximity to her skin. She wanted her master to come now! But there was no response. Just sounds of talking from the other side, which she recognized to be voices of her master and the woman. He threw her away for another female? Was that why they were here? So he could leave her and go away with another female? Dejected and upset, she sat down on the floor, the cold stinging her legs and butt, but she ignored the unpleasant feeling. Instead, the girl clenched her hands on her lap, pouting and glaring at the door. How dare he throw her away for someone else! Just because she was her pet did not mean he could dump her easily as he liked! She was not invaluable! If he did not like her enough then she was not going to let him off easily! When the door finally opened, the cat-girl was still in that same position, glaring at her master. He told her to wear that thing he called a shirt but she huffed and turned her head away, her arms crossed against her chest, probably not helping her master's sexual side from reacting. But that, she did not know. All she knew was that she was angry that he turned her out for another female, and she was not going to obey him until he apologized properly.