Post by Kit-Kat Ninja on Apr 26, 2010 23:38:36 GMT -5
"Don't you touch my sister!" Hissed the snow leopard patterned feline morph. She was standing infront of a younger, tiger patterened feline morph. Before her was a group of kids around the age of the the tiger girl. They were all holding sticks, and looked like they were in the middle of bullying the young tiger girl until big sister showed up.
"Cheshra, its fine..."
"No its not Jessi-Bell. There is nothing wrong with you or me, and I will never let them harm you!"
Cheshra stared down the group of kids. "Run off and find your mommies and daddies. And stay away from Jessi-Bell. If any one here is unhuman, it is all of you. Shame on you all for chasing around one of your own!"
The group of children dropped their sticks and walked off, dragging their feet in the dirt. A few of them looked ashamed, while others just looked disapointed.
"Thanks, sissy." Jessi-Bell said, giving Cheshra's legs a little hug. "I don't understand why they are so mean... We look like cats, but we are people! We have a mommy, and a daddy... and they are both people too! Why is it that the people in this city love animals, and people, but not us?"
Cheshra remembered asking the same question before. Being the first of her kind that she knew about, she had to find the answer herself. "Well, Jessi-Bell. The truth is that they are scared of us. We just have to ignore them and prove ourselves just as good as them."
Jessi-Bell frowned. "But aren't we better? We are stronger and faster." Cheshra shook her head, a little disapointed in her sister. "We are no better than anyone else, dear sister. If you believe that we are, then you will be just as bad as they are."
The young tiger nodded. "I understand. I just wish they weren't so mean..." Cheshra patted her sister's fine hair. "I know, Jess. We have to over come that hate with love." Jessi-Bell purred slightly, her tail flickering behind her.
That was her dream; that the world would realize that they were people too. It didn't matter if you were white or black.. why should it matter if you had fur or bare skin? They were just as smart as everyone else... and they deserved just as much love as any other child or friend. Some day, Cheshra knew that would come. Maybe being in Shikon Kentsume would help.
"Cheshra, its fine..."
"No its not Jessi-Bell. There is nothing wrong with you or me, and I will never let them harm you!"
Cheshra stared down the group of kids. "Run off and find your mommies and daddies. And stay away from Jessi-Bell. If any one here is unhuman, it is all of you. Shame on you all for chasing around one of your own!"
The group of children dropped their sticks and walked off, dragging their feet in the dirt. A few of them looked ashamed, while others just looked disapointed.
"Thanks, sissy." Jessi-Bell said, giving Cheshra's legs a little hug. "I don't understand why they are so mean... We look like cats, but we are people! We have a mommy, and a daddy... and they are both people too! Why is it that the people in this city love animals, and people, but not us?"
Cheshra remembered asking the same question before. Being the first of her kind that she knew about, she had to find the answer herself. "Well, Jessi-Bell. The truth is that they are scared of us. We just have to ignore them and prove ourselves just as good as them."
Jessi-Bell frowned. "But aren't we better? We are stronger and faster." Cheshra shook her head, a little disapointed in her sister. "We are no better than anyone else, dear sister. If you believe that we are, then you will be just as bad as they are."
The young tiger nodded. "I understand. I just wish they weren't so mean..." Cheshra patted her sister's fine hair. "I know, Jess. We have to over come that hate with love." Jessi-Bell purred slightly, her tail flickering behind her.
That was her dream; that the world would realize that they were people too. It didn't matter if you were white or black.. why should it matter if you had fur or bare skin? They were just as smart as everyone else... and they deserved just as much love as any other child or friend. Some day, Cheshra knew that would come. Maybe being in Shikon Kentsume would help.