Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43957690-20191203185151/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191207050538

Gen set up camp a good distance away from the healing tent. As much as she wanted to get away from the other elves, a she recognized that she wouldn't be moving fast. Not with her leg, and how tired she was.

A twig snapped in the trees, and Gen perked up, jumping to her feet. A little black cat came out of the bushes, its enormous green eyes staring at her.

"Meow." it said. Gen felt like her heart was melting.

"Awwwwww," she said, approaching it, "Who's a widdle coot kitty? Who's a widdle coot kitty?" she let the cat sniff her, and then picked it up, cradling it in her arms. It batted at her with her paws.

Gen looked at them, and realized that this cat was a mutant. But a different kind. Most animals were mutated, and became more dangerous, but this one hadn't grown claws-- or teeth. No wonder it had looked so scared. It had no means of protecting itself.

Gen felt a bond with this cat. After all, her enhancing was always going to be a vunrebility, leaving her unprotected, as well.

((sorry guys, my cat is cuddling with me rn. its so cute i just cant even. . . .))

-Chloe