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[humanity-error404]

cw: animal abuse.

There are subtle references to animal abuse. It's nothing explicit, but better safe than sorry, right? Also, this is experimental writing (for an rp account lolol). I don’t, and I’ll never roleplay using first person.

There’s an ugly cat outside. It terrifies me, but I’m unsure what part of his anatomy throws me off; it may be his distorted pattern, as the fur seemed to be sewn by the skin of his akin, or the keloid scar splitting his face. I never wondered what could happen; I already knew the life of strays almost as well as Mr. Sneaze. We’re both witnesses, but my assumption wasn’t what scared me. Perhaps it was his open gaze. One couldn’t tell any emotion behind those eyes, but I felt dragged by them.

I never heard him purr; he used to meow when younger. The clowder was afraid of him, always cautious of the smallest yet unfathomable member, and after every violent outcome where no claw dared to tear his stripes, he would meow. A dreadful meow over my understanding, whose echoes aggravated my heart.

He stopped coming after eighteen days. I forgot about the ugly cat until today.

A chubby calico was lying down on the grass, looking at me with gentle eyes. The stretched spot over his head tied my bones up, luring my glance towards the darkness; they were afraid of sudden barkings, except for him. The ugly cat, sitting as a demon’s tamer, stared at me. A noiseless adult resigned to a grotesque existence; only his leg was under the Moon’s light, and no eyes were there to haunt me. They became a void blended with black.

There’s an ugly cat outside.

So brown. So dark.

There’s an ugly cat staring at me.