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I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: CrimsonCutie666
Parent's Name: Karma
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child: CrimsonCutie666

Gift to Child: A scarf and handmade necklace (Sorry for the length I got carried away)
RP Response: Karma was loving winter. The beauty that was snow on the ground, the colorful lights and tinsel everywhere. Everyone seemed so happy and joyful and she felt warm inside from it all. Even her mothers somewhat crude behavior wasn't effecting her like it normally would.

She had just gotten done shopping and getting things for her family for christmas. Some chemicals for her grandpa, a fancy mirror for mother, fairytale book for Aunt Ellia some gardening books for her father, a coat for brother, and of course her favorite was the handcrafted scarf for daddy Pyth.

The craft store she had stopped at last had been amazing. All the little things that could be created! She had spent most of her days there the last week, crafting the scarf to give to Pyth, hoping beyond hope he'd like it. Though it wouldn't have taken so long if she hadn't gotten distracted by the beautiful beads and wires that the jewelry making section had. Within a day she had put together a necklace of bronze wire with red, orange and brown beads. She hadn't stopped wearing it since.

A small breeze picked up and Karma shivered under her scarf. A chill sent its way down her spine and she picked up the pace, checking the sky before deciding to take the short cut home. After passing the bakery, which smelled delicious, she took a turn down a small alleyway that was rather nice compared to it's cousins. It was clean, and rather well lit with the bakery lining one side and a clothing store on the other. It wasn't well known but Karma had been down this way enough times with her mother to know that no harm would come to her here.

As the wind died down between the buildings she breathed a sigh of relief, thankful for the small bit of warmth among the cold. Her fungus raised itself from it's semi-hibernation and glowed slightly, swinging to her left before dropping back to sleep behind her, an odd motion that hardly ever happened lately. Turning her attention that way she gasped and frowned heavily as she spotted an almost dead looking kit, huddled desperately against the side door of the bakery.

Feeling dread at the prospect of the kit actually having died she carefully came closer, touching a paw to it's too skinny body and relaxing only slightly when she felt it rise. Dropping her bags she hesitated slightly before scooping up the little one and holding her close. With one paw keeping her in place she used the other to clumsily remove her scarf and wrap it around the little ones body, keeping her closer to warm her.

Finally she stumbled to the door, knocking loudly and flinching slightly when the girl stirred against her. An assistant baker answered, looking confused. "What ya want? You know the front door is over there right?" Blushing at this she took a deep breath and nodded, trying to stick up for herself for once. "Yes, I'm sorry but you see this little girl was back here and I was wondering if you knew who she belonged to?" Eying the sleeping one he nodded grimly. "Ah yeah that's the orphan girl. She's been hanging around here lately, I've caught her eating out of our garbage a few times. Old ladies been giving her a treat everyday to hopefully feed her but it ain't enough. We called the orphanage but every time they come by to get her she runs away. Quick little one she is. Guess the cold and hunger finally got to her." Frowning sadly down at the little one Karma held her closer, realizing how much danger even another second in the cold might be. "Would you do me a favor then? I can't carry her home and all the gifts I bought.......would you keep them here for me? I'm very sorry about this really so very very sorry but I promise I'll buy something when I come pick it up."

He nodded smiling slightly as he came out and grabbed the bags. "You better be coming back for these, otherwise I'll wrap and gift them myself. Take care of her will ya? I know you may not realize yet but you're going to raise her, I can tell. Bring her by now and again so the old woman can see her, she'll be so happy to know she finally found a home." Blushing harder Karma merely took off toward the house, clutching her child to her chest. She knew she wanted to keep and care for the little one. So small and precious she reminded her of when she was a kit.

Upon entering the house and rushing to her room Karma wrapped the girl in a large fuzzy blanket, was currently having her grandpa make some tea, and her aunt some soup. Her mother sat in the corner watching with exasperation. "You're still just a kit. Are you really going to raise her all by yourself?" Smiling tenderly down at the stirring kit Karma nodded and carefully caressed the little one's face. "Yes. I am. If she wants I mean." Eyes opened and stared into hers and she felt a tremble of nervousness. What if she didn't want her as a mother? What if she wasn't good enough? "I umm well hi there." Stumbling out her greeting Karma waited hopeful for any kind of greeting in return.

The kit just stared at her, flicking her gaze to Luc still in the corner, before returning her gaze to her rescuer. "You're the one that held me........" Nodding Karma dared not say anything more, the voice that had spoken had been so weak! Oh the poor thing...... "I........no one's ever done that for me before......." She stared in wonder up at the green girl before glancing down. "No one has ever been so nice.......if I thought they were going to I was cruel and nasty. I........I never wanted to get close enough to someone who would leave like mommy and daddy." Sniffing she started crying, weak little sobs racked her body and she turned pleading eyes on Karma. "You aren't going to leave like they are right? I don't want you to leave, you're the only one who's ever been nice to me." She sobbed and wailed and Karma hurriedly sat beside her holding her close and rubbing her affectionately. "No.I will remain by your side. You will be cherished and loved with all my heart, and you will have all I can give......." Glancing around the room quickly at her family who had assembled back in the room she got an idea and easily slipped the necklace off her neck. "And to prove it you'll have my newest treasure, a necklace that was made with all my love and the scarf you have on you now knitted with all my care." Placing the trinket around the other she frowned to see how big it was around the other, but she stopped her worrying when big awed eyes were watching her. "................Can I call you mommy?" She smiled her most loving smile and knew there would be few moments she could ever be happier. "Yes you can daughter."

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: icy serenade
Parent's Name: Halalu
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child: icy serenade

Gift to Child: A stuffed toy bird and a warm, soft scarf
RP Response:

One night after watching a family friend's little kits, the goddess found herself wandering through some of little shops. The Christmas decorations were so wonderful and pulled her in so that it couldn't be helped. She had decided that she would pick up a few Christmas presents for the little ones she enjoyed watching so very much, a small ache tugged at her heart. As she looked through toys and clothes and other little things all she could think of was wanting a little someone to have, hold, and take care of that was her very own. She adored Kaid, but it would be a long time before they could even be together.. he just didn't understand her feelings. With a slightly heavy heart she paid for the gifts she had picked out.. having grabbed up a couple extras just because she had this feeling of needing to, had them wrapped, then went on her way home with the bag of presents slung over her back.

As she walked through the chilly night, smiling slightly as she knew her father's touch was in it, she found herself stumbling upon an orphanage. The goddess blinked up at the building, surprised that she had never came upon this place before. "Maybe I'm lost... wouldn't be the first time." she laughed to herself, going to step off to find her way home, but found her heart tugging at her once again as a little pair of eyes stared at her from behind a window. The goddess sat down, staring back at the little one peering out at her, wanting nothing more but to hold them.

Eyes glistened as she hopped up, rushing to the door, and cracking it open. "Excuse me.. is anyone here?"

A tiny voice peeped up from around the corner, coming from the direction the little one had been. "I'm.. here" the voice said softly, a little head peeking from around the edge of the corner.

Halalu gave a small gasp, the eyes of the little shy one making her heart melt. Stepping towards the little one, all smiles. "Hello there. I'm Halalu. What's your name?" Her smile bright as she inched closer, her want to just scoop up the little darling nagging her to death.

With a squeak the little one hid back behind the corner, not use to seeing someone so big. Ears perked as the soft voice reached them, making the little guy peer out again. "M-m-my name.. is... R-rugby" he stammered out, stepping out slowly, eyes to the floor.

Eyes soft as they looked over the little boy, just wanting to hold him.. heart aching for it. "Hello Rugby. That's such an adorable name." Gasping quietly, shifting her wings and pulling the bag on her back around, digging through it, pulling out a couple untagged, oddly-shaped wrapped packages setting them down on the floor before slipping the bag back, now realizing why she had wanted to pick up more presents. "Would you like these? You can have them if you want." Her smile soft and warm as she looked at the kit, hopeful he'd accept.

The kit shrunk back slowly, nervous as anything, and not sure what to think of the presents as she laid them out before him. No one had ever seemed interested in him before, nor had he really been offered something like a present. Nervously he scooted towards them, watching her as he did, leaning in to pick them up, the packages squishing in his arms. "Th-thank you... Miss... Halalu."

Watching him made her sad, her heart aching once again. Her smile never fading, especially since he decided to accept the presents. She couldn't help but give a small laugh. "That's what the kids I babysit call me most of the time. You can just call me Halalu." She hoped he would.

"H-h-ha-lalu" he said softly, looking down at the floor with a smile as he held to the presents in his arms.

Blinking, the goddess then reached out to him, hoping he'd let her hold him.

Shrinking back again, setting the gifts down, an unsure look on his face for just a moment. Peering back up to her he then slowly came over, holding his own arms out to her.

With a squeak the goddess scooped the little guy up, holding him gently to her. Tears stung at her eyes as she held his tiny frame close, whispering to him softly. "What do you think about seeing if you can come home with me?" She knew it was so sudden, but holding this little guy just felt so right.

Ears flicking back the little kit gave his own squeak, though one of surprise as she scooped him up and held him close. He let his arms drape over, nuzzling his head into her neck, nodding slightly.

With the tears stinging in her eyes, falling down her cheek, she stands on her hind legs, leaning down to grab up the small gifts from the floor. Holding him tightly she wandered to find the office, hoping and praying in her head that they could be together.

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: [X]Natty-Chan[X]
Parent's Name: Yllivette
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child: [X]Natty-Chan[X]

Gift to Child: Teddy bear baby
RP Response: The small female figured it was now or never. Yllivette longed for children of her own, but she was quite confident she will never have any of her own for her appearance would scare away any possible mates away. It was the same reason that she stood outside of the location with the kits, what seemed like, hours. She was worried that the kits would be scared of her as well.

She surely hoped so as she took in a breath and looked to the object she carried in her mouth. The fox had to be sure to wrap it in something, lest the ink that dribbled from the skull over her head get onto it. She placed it down for a moment, inspecting the package lightly. She frowned slightly at the ink blots on it, but just hoped it added to the wrapping as she picked it up again.

Walking to the door, she slowly pushed it open, tentatively peeking her head inside. "H-H-Hello?" Her soft voice escaped like a whisper. As she walked through the door, her ears flattened at all the other Noodles and families hoping to adopt the available kits. So many there that were more deserving than her for a kit, she began to worry more, that she won't get a kit herself.

Making her way further into the building, a small grin formed on her face at all the kits about. When she got to a good spot, she placed the gift down and gently called out, "L-Little Kits... I have a gift for you."

Like she had feared, some of the kits took one look at her and ran off, some to other families. Others didn't run, but they sure didn't come to her either. Her ears flattened more, quite prepared to just leave the toy behind and go home. Sighing softly, she turned to leave. But just as she took her first step, something caught her attention. "Excuse me... Miss?" Turning her head, she looked down to see the little kit. This made her heart beat a little faster. Someone, not afraid of her? This couldn't be true. "Y-yes Little one?" She answered.

The kit looked up to her, with very little fear or hesitation. "Miss... what's in the present?" He asked, looking to her with big, eager eyes.

"Oh... well... why don't you answer it? I don't want to get it dirty." She replied to him with a small smile.

Without any hesitation, the kit ripped into the paper wrapping, exposing the small brown teddy bear with a pink diaper and a little teddy 'hoodie'. She held her breath at the gift, knowing it was a little feminine for the boy that opened it. He looked at it for awhile, circling around it. The silence worried Yllivette and she was about to say something when the kit finally looked to her, smiling. "It's great. Does this mean we're a family now?"

Her eyes widened a bit at the question, but smiled. "Only if you would like us to be." With that, the kit squealed and wrapped his paws around her front leg, nuzzling it gently. Lowering her head down, she softly nuzzled it, being careful not to drip any ink on him.

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: RockerWolfie1616
Parent's Name: Cecile
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child: RockerWolfie1616

Gift to Child: A clumsily wrapped (She's blind so xD ) Bell bracelet and necklace
RP Response: Working <3

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: Kitsu_is_EPIC_FAIL
Parent's Name: Fracta
Parent's Image: Fracta
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Owner of Child: Kitsu_is_EPIC_FAIL

Gift to Child: A silver locket - a treasured item from her past.
RP Response: The holidays were sheer hell for the cold eyed fem. All around here there was merry making in which she could not participate. She didn't, no - COULDN'T feel a thing, and so the sight of these others all enjoying themselves... somewhere deep down it irked her.

But there was a place that she might go - a place where all of the occupants were miserable and where she might not be so left out. Not that she felt that way, but there was a sense of being alone, as though she didn't belong.

Ice blue eyes met the wooden door of the place, with a sign that she couldn't read. Since her death as a child, she'd never learned - she hadn't cared to. But now, when it was important... But it didn't matter.

She padded her way inside, looking around at all the kits who froze when she came to the middle of the room. The chill of winter came with her - a constant companion.

"I don't know what I expected. You're all the same as those people out there. You're scared of me. I feel nothing for you. I can't imagine what could have changed."

But one of the kits was brave enough to approach her. A fond nuzzle sent the ice hearted fem whirling, a snap and a snarl on the heels of that first reaction. But the kit wasn't scared.

"That necklace - it's pretty. Where'd you get it, Lady?" it asked, little eyes twinkling. There was an innocence about it that caused even Fracta's eyes to soften a bit,

"From someone I... I can't remember. But it was fond. Would you like it - it's only a broken memory now." She replied, and lowered her head, shaking off the necklace at the other Noodles feet.

"Only if you don't want it any more. A broken memory is still a memory... But... Thank you. Happy Christmas!" The kit replied, first contemplative, then cheerful as the older noodle nodded, a little of the ice around her heart melting.

"I... You should come with me when I leave." She said simply and began to walk away, hoping that the kit would follow.

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: Of The Epidemic
Parent's Name: Kirsch
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child: Of The Epidemic

Gift to Child: A warm scarf, a plush duck, and a plate full of cookies.
RP Response:

There was a chill bite in the air, one couldn't tell it but it was only a little past noon. The sky was clouded with dark clouds that dropped buckets of snow down on the unsuspecting town. No one had really been ready for the sudden snowstorm and it caused quite a fuss among many. Kirsch, however, hadn't seen it as a problem, and had simply walked out into it without a fuss. She had a special mission in mind and she felt it was about time she went through with it; enough of her sitting around on her paws. She would give some little one a special home and finally put all those things she had bought for a small one to good use.

Kirsch sat outside the orphanage looking at the large doors and shaking her head. She and Candi had wanted children, had decided to try for children just before Candi got sick and was taken. She shook her head. She was lonely, exceedingly so. She missed the feeling of having someone in the house with her. She wanted a child, she wanted someone to care for and to fulfill the dream she had had with Candi. Before Candi had been taken they had bought quite a few things to get ready for their own children. Kirsch had been unable to throw them away even after Candi had been taken, and thus they sat alone in what would have been the babies room gathering dust. It was time to fix that.

She glanced back up at the orphanage walls before going back to pacing. What if none of them liked her? What if they were all afraid of her and couldn't stand to be around her? She wouldn't force a child to be around her if they didn't wish to. It was painful to think about. She would never give herself over to another, so this was her only chance to have a child all her own. Her tail lashed back and forth as she paced, the gifts tucked safely in a bag at her side.

Eventually, as the biting cold became a bit too much, she walked away from the doors. She would just have to wait till tomorrow, she couldn't do it today. She felt sick with herself, she was so busy worrying that the small ones wouldn't like her that she couldn't face them. Who would want to have only one parent anyway? She shook her head, her ears drooping and her tail dragging the ground as she made her way through the snow. She wasn't paying much attention to the world around her and was simply walking through the desolate streets.

After about an hour of endlessly walking she stopped, her sharp ears catching the sound of something chattering and the occasional sneeze. She lifted her head up fully to look around, her sharp ears twisting this way and that to catch the sounds around her. There it was again, the soft sneeze and the chattering of teeth... was someone out here with her? Did they not see that it was snowing... they should be inside! She looked around and slowly her eyes landed on a mass of fur almost completely covered up by the snow.

She stepped forward and just barely missed stepping on a little kits tail. "Oh my!" She exclaimed, getting down to grasp the small kit and pull it from the snow drift. "Are you alright?" She asked pulling it against her chest and cuddling it close. "You must be freezing." She said digging in her bag and pulling out a blanket she had brought to wrap the small one up in. "There now." She said, watching as the little one's eyes fell closed and it slipped off. She felt fear grip her heart, the tiny one was awfully cold... what if... no. She started off towards the hospital at quite a speedy pace, determined as she was to find this small one some medical attention.

She hated hospitals, she loathed them for taking her Candi away, however this one needed medical attention, so she sucked it up and pushed past her hate and fear. Slowly she entered the hospital and walked to the front counter. She explained in a hurried way that she had found the kit, wrapped it up and didn't know what was wrong. There was a hustle and jumble as the kit was taken to the back. She felt a pang in her chest as she watched those cold white doors close, locking behind them someone else. The nurse assured her they would take grand care of the kit and return it to the family it belonged with.

She sat outside the hospital for a little while before eventually starting home. She asked that the nurse call her and tell her how the kit was doing later. Kirsch wasn't sure if the femme would remember, but she at least tried. She made her way home in a rather depressed state. She didn't bother cooking herself dinner and simply passed out.

For two days she waited for a call that never came. On the third day she pushed herself to get up and go back to the orphanage. While meeting the kit had caused memories of Candi to flood her mind it also caused her a deep longing to have one to call her own. So she set back out, and this time she wasn't going to back away.

She stood in the doorway to where all the kits were playing. She was surprised to see how many didn't have homes, it came as a great shock to her and she felt a pang in her chest. The receptionist had encouraged her to go in and talk with them, let the ones that were interested come to her. Kirsch had agreed and now she sat in the doorway, watching them all play. None of them seemed very interested in her and she didn't mind that too much, though it did make her feel a bit inept.

She was just about to give up and leave when a rather familiar looking blanket walked towards her. It was walking towards the doorway she was sitting in from down the hallway. She couldn't see what was under the blanket, just the blanket itself, which looked alarmingly like the one she had wrapped around the frozen kit and then left with it. She simply watched as four little paws walked towards her, it looked rather darling, all things considered, the blanket dragging the grown.

"Pardon me." A small, yet soft voice came from under the blanket as it came nose to tummy with Kirsch. "Oh, of course... I'm sorry... do you mind if I ask where you obtained that blanket?" Kirsch asked softly, not daring to hope that this was one and the same little one. "... You... you sound familiar." Said the tiny voice and a little nose poked its way out from under the blanket followed by a small snout and eventually eyes. "... You!" The little one exclaimed. "You came for me!" The tiny one wrapped its paws around Kirsch's arm the blanket falling over it's face again. "... How? What? Were you the one in the snow?!" Kirsch asked in amazement, looking down at the little paws.

"I was! You saved me! I knew you would come back for me. I just knew it. A very kind nurse at the hospital explained what happened when I woke up. She told me everything and I made her explain to me just what you looked like so I would know." The little blanket was prattling on endlessly about all of this in a rather excited yet soft tone. "Will you be my mommy?" The little voice asked, still clinging to Kirsch's leg.

Kirsch felt tears in her eyes as she reached out a paw to stroke the little head under the blanket. "I will certainly try." She said quietly. "I will most certainly try."

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent: jinxgirl5
Parent's Name: Dirk
Parent's Image: [x]
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Owner of Child: jinxgirl5

Gift to Child: Little Mischief rose
RP Response: Dirk hummed cheerfully under his breath, his paws covered in rich, dark earth as he went around the farm and dug rocks out of fields that had been harvested and lay bare. ’Every year we clear the fields of rocks and every year there are more. I’m starting to think they grow just like plants,’ he thought with good humor, pulling yet another stone from the ground which he sent flying to the edge of the field with a strong flick of his head.

Normally Dirk would be out helping with the harvest, but today a group of orphans were visiting the farm. Part of some kind of field trip, a bit of fun to let them run around and see how food was made. Dirk himself was actually pretty good with kids, but he’d opted out of the greeting group on account of his feathered friends. Crows were always following him around, and he’d hate for them to scare one of the littles with their good-natured teasing. The group had arrived about the same time he’d started working in the field, and from time to time he couldn’t help but send longing glances towards the distant cluster of buildings where he knew they were at.

'I'd like a kid someday,' he thought as he turned back to his work. Dirk had always loved children; they were just so full of life and a pleasure to watch grow! The prospect of him having kids of his own seemed unlikely though. He spent all his free time working on the farm. What female would have him, homely as he was and covered in mud and muck, who would be content to settle and tend the earth at his side? Even if someone like that existed, chances were she was just as tied to a particular plot of earth as he was and they'd never meet. Dirk was optimistic, but not that optimistic...


The sound of crows cawing snapped Dirk out of his depressing thoughts. He whipped his head around in the direction of a stand of trees they'd chosen to perch in as he worked, then dashed over to see what was causing the commotion. He pushed through some lows branches and undergrowth, stumbling into a tiny clearing that served as the farm's unofficial flower garden, then stopped in surprise at the sight that awaited him.

In the middle of a patch of forget-me-nots sat a child, a little girl, glaring with imperious violet eyes at the scornful crows. One of the bolder ones had hopped down to the ground behind the girl, intelligent beady black eyes glinting with mischievous intent as he slowly shuffled forward. Dirk held his breath, waiting and watching to see what would happen. Right when the crow stepped close to the girl, she lifted her tail and -whack-! The crow screeched in surprise and fled to the trees while his fellows mocked him. Dirk couldn't help himself.

"Pft!" He started to crack up, doubling over and trying to control his laughter. The girl spun around and glared at him. "It's not polite to laugh at a lady," she said primly. That nearly set Dirk off again, but he managed to get himself under control. "I apologize," he said, straightening. "Though I hope you can forgive my confusion. I've never heard of a lady who swats at crows."

The girl sniffed and put her nose in the air, then cracked an eye and stared critically at Dirk's paws. "You're covered in mud," she accused. "I don't like mud."

Dirk let that statement go by unchallenged. The last of his mirth trickled away and he fixed the girl with a stern gaze. "We don't have any kids around the farm, so you must be with that group that's visiting. What are you doing down here all by yourself?" She fidgeted, then resumed her haughty demeanor.

"It's booooring over there. One of the people said something about flowers, and I asked, and he pointed, then I snuck away." She fluffed out her fur, seeming quite proud about the last part. Dirk kept his gaze firm.

"What about the people looking after you? They must be really worried that you disappeared," he admonished. The girl scowled and looked down at the ground.

"They don't care about me," she mumbled, so quiet he almost didn't catch it. "I'm not "sweet" and "nice" like all the other kids. They think I'm stupid and rude and silly and they'd be just as happy if I vanished altogether." Dirk instantly softened. If she was telling the truth he was sure she probably earned her reputation, but no matter how challenging the personality it wasn't right to make a child feel unwanted. His eyes darted around the clearing, looking for something to make her feel better. Ah ha! He crossed through the low grass to a patch of sunlit flowers and carefully plucked one. It was late in the year of course, but the clearing was well-sheltered and the particular speciman he'd taken a flower from was quite hardy. The girl watched him suspciously as he approached, then knelt and offered her a perfect pink rose.

"This type of rose is called Little Mischief. All they need is sun and a bit of attention, and they thrive." His eyes twinkled with amusement. "I think you have a lot in common with it." The girl stared at the rose for so long Dirk was almost sure she was going to reject it. Therefore he was quite surprised when he heard, "It's pretty," and she reached out to accept the flower. She rolled the rose around in her paws a bit, looking down at the ground. "I don't have anyone to give me attention like the rose does though."

Dirk quirked a corner of his mouth up into a crooked smile. "You've got my attention right now, don't you?" His breath caught at the beautiful smile she beamed at him, and he felt his heart melt a bit further. He cleared his throat and straightened. "Come on, we should get you back before everyone worries." The girl made a face, but picked up her rose and followed without complaint. As they walked Dirk asked, "So why don't you like mud? It makes stuff grow like food and pretty flowers?"

The girl made a face again, looking up at Dirk like he was missing something obvious. "But mud isn't pretty. It's gloopy and gets in your fur and is full of bugs!" Dirk chuckled and the pair proceeded to launch into a debate about the pros and cons of mud. In the back of his mind he thought maybe he ought to have a talk with the adoption folk once they reached the barns...

I seek a child of my own!

Owner of Parent:lisais-fire619
Parent's Name:Jiji
Parent's Image: Image
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Owner of Child:lisais-fire619

Gift to Child: a down-soft blanket
RP Response: Jiji was generally a traveller but on his many journeys he had meet many families. Though while seeing them all made him happy cause they seemed so warm and inviting when ever he left he felt sad. Because he was always leaving alone and after awhile loneliness tends to eat at you. So he decided he would go home and settle down and maybe have a little one. Well as the days passed at home he decided he would get a little one to raise and take care of and the idea of it made him warm inside and his heart sing. He wasn't sure how he would accomplish this but he would find a way to do so. Maybe he'd ask his dear friend Melissa about this idea after all he liked her and for some reason it seemed right to bring this up with her.


Jiji was making his was threw the Christmas market with all its hustle and bustle. He had a blanket tided on to his back. He'd found it while travelling and thought to show it to Melissa so that's what he was out doing, on his way to her place. It was an extra chilly day and the sky looked like it was about to snow. He didn't want the blanket to get soaked so he picked up his pace though if it was wind alone it wouldn't have bothered him for the blanket blocked most of the cold and kept his back quite warm.

In his hurry he became less aware of his surroundings, well that was until the wind brought to him this faint whine. He paused and listened. It sounded distressed and helpless, like something was wrong. That worried him so he went off in search of the poor creature that was whining.

He panicked when he noticed it was getting fainter like the poor thing was giving up. He ran threw the market and at the little ones last whine he found it. There was a little girl curled up in a pile of snow shivering from the cold and covered in dirt. She trembled and had her eyes shut as if that would block out the cold. His heart felt like it was being torn apart, who could leave such a precious thing out here like this? He didnt know but he would fix this. Reaching out he said "Come here little one, it's alright I've got you," and he pulled her to him. He quickly took of the blanket from his back and wrapped it around her small form bundling her up than curling around the bundle to give even more heat. Once the kit had stopped shivering enough where he wasnt worried about moving her, he picked her up in the blanket and carried her away to a warmer place. He decided to take her home and so he did.