A Lost Kitten || Closed RP
Jack was in his cage towards the back of the adoption center. He’d gotten in a bit of trouble with the owners, having almost refused to be adopted by the last person. He didn’t like the idea of being someone pet, but he didn’t have any choice in the matter. Besides his attitude towards the matter, he was the perfect choice; small and lithe, with white cat ears and tail. He had bright blue eyes, and people had often told him that he was the ‘perfect image of innocence.
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