Cloud

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Cloud is my Animal Sona. Don’t tamper with him.

*You are walking down a dark road. You look into an alleyway, and know you will most likely see a feral cat. The ferals around this area were often dirty, starving, thin and thirsty, relying on the infestation of rats around the place. But when you look, you see a top grade pedigree cat. You walk inside, and suddenly, the cat speaks.*

“*Hello. Who are you?*” The cat asks.

*Instead of answering, you decide to ask a few questions.*

## I can’t see too well. What do you look like?

*Well, you see, I have some pristine fluffy white fur. Some blue eyes and a longish tail. See, I was taken in by the humans. It was so boring. I basically just sat there in a cage to be pretty and wave hello to the other pets that would come and go. So one day, I started plotting my escape. It was super easy. Barely an inconvenience. But anyways, I have always been a kinda average sized cat. Not too thin. Not too fat. So that’s basically it.*

## What is your background? Why should I stay around you?

*Hmmm. Well, that’s a little bit personal. But I can tell you. You’re pretty much trustworthy, I would say. So... where to start... Well, I was born. My mom’s name was Crystal. She was white, just like me. But she had some very short fur. My dad’s name was Shade. He was black in the fur. I suppose I inherited my long fur. But in any case, I was born into a house of humans. They sold me to some nutcase. I lived there, away from my family. But one day, I escaped. It was actually pretty easy. So I was traveling, met a few friends along the way, and here I am.*

## Do you have any friends?

*Well, I made friends with a baby Liger. Then we went our own ways. There was a tiger named Levy, and a Komodo Dragon named Rhys. Other than that, I don’t really have any other friends.*

## Do you have any enemies?

*Pffft! Everybody has enemies. I wouldn’t have wasted my time on that. But, I do in fact. A Barn Owl named Heart. She was always the sinister kind. Then there was this Tigon. He didn’t have a name. Just called himself “Tiger,” which I suppose means he was stupid. I’ve always hated my father a bit for abandoning me. But then again, I don’t remember vividly. So it’s easy to forget.*

## It seems like you are putting on an act. What is your real personality?

*Well I must say, I am a little bit offended that you think that. Nonetheless, I feel obliged to answer you. I’ve always been quite trusting and calm. Though I would say that I need to work on who I trust. The Tigon I trusted ended up wanting to kill me. That occasion still sits very clearly in my mind. I try my best to be polite, though that may not always come across.*

## What is your goal?

*Well, I have multiple. To achieve nine lives, for one. That way I will have the chance to meet a lot more friends. My other goal is to never be in a cage again. I am a little bit claustrophobic.*

## What is your weakness?

*Well, it would probably have to be the fact that I like to trust nearly everybody I meet. I nearly died that way, and even though I’ve been trying to work on it, I just can’t seem to get it out of my mind. That nagging voice to trust.*

*You look at the cat. This day has been so weird, you think. Talking cats. When you turn to look, Cloud is gone. You decide to get out of there before the Legend of the Hissing Tree fully manifests in your mind.*