"Or jus' lots o' space to make a lot o' noise?" Yuni grinned wide at the aspect as it was another thing she loved about her new home. No one could complain if there was no one around.
Jisan went on to describe the underdog outcast life, to which Yuni nodded in agreement. In her story, the Nekojin was a created as a war weapon. She wasn't supposed to have a place in everyday society. Luckily, she managed to get out of that old lifestyle and start anew. Standing on her branch and still smiling, Yuni twisted this way and that to crack her spine and other joints as if she were preparing to sprint somewhere.
"No one is so great. Once ya become great, ya nuh great anymore. Too much responsibility, too much press. I like to think we're all outcasts or somethin', 'cause everyone's different. I also like to think I'm nuh an outcast, jus' someone too awesome to be normal~" Yuni snickered and plopped back down onto her branch, flinging one of those chains from earlier to catch onto a branch below and behind her.
She pulled on the chain a bit, testing the angle of the bend her current branch had. Calculating.