06-06-2020, 02:41 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 425px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 30px; opacity: 0.80; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px; color: #00;"]Sweeney couldn't quite remember the last time she had been involved in one of the meetings here in the Pitt. She was young, which likely didn't help with her memory of the early months of her life, but she was sure she had shown up to at least one meeting that had happened since she'd been alive, since Kydobi had been in charge.
Though her relationship with the other had been, well, strained, to say the least, Sweeney's opinion on the giant feline kept changing. Though she didn't think she'd ever fully trust him - he wasn't family, for one - she found herself lashing out less when the name got brought up. So there was progress there at least.
Coming to a stop beside Atticus for the beginning of the meeting, Sweeney would tilt her head to the side slightly, nose wrinkling at the thought of having cords wrapped around her neck. Sure, they were all stuck in the desert so there really wasn't much to get trapped in it other than sand, but, one day they'd hopefully go back to the jungle, and then what? She'd get caught on something when she tried to defend her home, or stuck on something in the swamp when she got older and finally went after the cat there that hurt Atticus. She hadn't been on the scene, but she wanted revenge. No one hurt her friend and got away with it.
Eyes watching as the kitten stood up and walked towards the jaguar species, Sweeney would look towards the green cord and prick her ears, waiting to see what Kydobi would do.
Though her relationship with the other had been, well, strained, to say the least, Sweeney's opinion on the giant feline kept changing. Though she didn't think she'd ever fully trust him - he wasn't family, for one - she found herself lashing out less when the name got brought up. So there was progress there at least.
Coming to a stop beside Atticus for the beginning of the meeting, Sweeney would tilt her head to the side slightly, nose wrinkling at the thought of having cords wrapped around her neck. Sure, they were all stuck in the desert so there really wasn't much to get trapped in it other than sand, but, one day they'd hopefully go back to the jungle, and then what? She'd get caught on something when she tried to defend her home, or stuck on something in the swamp when she got older and finally went after the cat there that hurt Atticus. She hadn't been on the scene, but she wanted revenge. No one hurt her friend and got away with it.
Eyes watching as the kitten stood up and walked towards the jaguar species, Sweeney would look towards the green cord and prick her ears, waiting to see what Kydobi would do.