The Huntsman;

"Language... has created the word 'loneliness' to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word 'solitude' to express the glory of being alone."

[the-water-loving-fairy-deactiva]

"And I thought nobody was going to dance with me." She laughed softly.

[call-me-hugh]

"If you're going to sit around a sulk about that then nobody will."

[colorful-iriswaters]

You clean up nicely, Hugh.

[call-me-hugh]

I try.

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

“Well, You look nice.”

[call-me-hugh]

"Don't I always?"

[msamemories-blog]

Humbert and a Mystery Girl

Taken by: Argie

[call-me-hugh]

[call-me-hugh]

What? I'm not sick. *Coughs*

[call-me-hugh]

M!A: sick for 1 day

Well, it's better than being a cat, I suppose. *Sneezes*

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

"Oh so you do like this shit." she lifted the pen a little bit to see how he it could jump.

[call-me-hugh]

No, I don't like this shit. He tried to tell himself as he continued playing, jumping a little to reach the pen that she teased him with.

[yourlittlesnowflakesoph-blog1]

"Aw! You’re adorab- wait. Why do I feel you?" Sophie’s only ever been able to sense human emotions. Right? Is this a new branch of power? No, no. It would be different than this. It feels exactly like a human does. "Well this is interesting, huh kitty?" She runs a hand across the- apparently annoyed- feline in hopes of cheering him up.

[call-me-hugh]

Holy shit, she knows. His ears folded back and his eyes closed as he was stroked, but snapped out of his enjoyment quickly, jumping back.

[rufus-silverman-blog]

Rufus huffed. “Alright come on stop being so mean. I’m trying to help.” she said as she started to scratch the kitten behind the ears.

[call-me-hugh]

Oh my god. He was enjoying that far too much for his liking. A purr came from his throat, one that he couldn't help, but didn't really care about.

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

  Rita brought her backpack from around her shoulders and into her lap. She pulled out a pen with one feathers on the end. “Cats like this shit right?” She looked at the kitten. “You like this shit right?”

[call-me-hugh]

*Hugh had an overwhelming urge to play with the pen. He tried to stop himself, but he couldn't.*

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

Rita looked sat down in front of the kitten. Making a face at it. “You’re kinda cute when you’re not being a little shit.”

[call-me-hugh]

She... just called me cute. *If he weren't a cat, he'd have probably come up with some smug comment to hide his blushing, but alas, that wasn't the situation.* 

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

  "Jesus…" she backed off. "Cranky little thing…"

[call-me-hugh]

*Hugh sat down where he was, sitting as straight and appearing as proud as he could, trying to hide the embarrassment that probably couldn't be seen, but he knew was there.*

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

She starred down at the animal. “Maybe I should take to a lost and found box.”

[call-me-hugh]

Take me there, lady, and I'll claw your eyes out. *He backed off quickly, hissing quietly*

[run-along-rita-deactivated20150]

Rita looked down at the cat. “I swear to god…why are people so irresponsible with their pets?”

[call-me-hugh]

Oh shit, not this girl again. 

[rufus-silverman-blog]

Rufus frowned when the kitten started to back away from her. What if the kitten was in an abusive household like she was “come on, I won’t hurt you I pinky promise,” she said as she gave the kitten a soft smile.

[call-me-hugh]

He extended his... paw.. to try and swat her away, but didn't see much point, as he expected her to pry.

[rufus-silverman-blog]

"Awww look at the kitty!!!" Rufus squealed as she bent down to pet the cat. "You don’t have any tags on you," Rufus muttered to herself. "Do you want some milk?" She asked it as if the cat expected an answer.

[call-me-hugh]

Strangely, Hugh did want some milk, but he was adamant to back off from the stranger. Oh hell no.