Running Scared

Kit was approaching her 15th cycle, making her 17 in human years, yet she was not human - in fact as far as Kit was concerned humans did not even exist: the thought having never crossed her mind.

Kit was born and raised on the planet At Err, a world far away from Earth yet strikingly similar, Kit herself resembled a humanoid cat in appearance yet was clearly intelligent as she ran down the hallway of her house - which would not look out of place on a post-card of 1950s America.

As Kit ran down the hallway she suddenly felt herself collide with a small and hyperactive feline who looked up at her and roared, exposing tiny fangs as he raised his fists in the air and declared loudly:

"..fear me! for I am the mighty alpha male! you will do as I say!".

Kit simply shoved the younger feline away as she made her way down the stairs, flicking her tail behind her:

"..I don't have time to play, Rex.. go chew the sofa or something..".

Kit proceeded to leap over the last few steps as she rushed towards the front door, only to stop in her tracks as a female voice called out from a nearby room:

"..Kit, honey.. remember to come home early tonight.. you're babysitting Rex..".

Kit made a look of disgust as she flicked her tail in irritation, yet she knew better than to argue as she opened the door:

"..alright mom, I promise..".

"..that's a good kitten, have fun now!".

Kit frowned as she closed the door and ran down the path leading out into the street, she wasn't a kitten anymore and although she knew her mother meant well she had grown tired of being called a kitten whilst at the same time being expected to care for her little brother while her parents attended some new event.

Kit made her way down the street and into a nearby park where she noticed the crowds going about their daily activities - there was Pete, an old and irritable alligator who set up a peanut store by the side of the park as well as Sam, a rabbit who made it his personal business to clean the grass of litter and chase young cubs who insisted on tossing things in the grass just to infuriate him.

Kit made her way over to a vacant bench, passing a young racoon couple and a sleazy looking wolf in the process - each one a near-perfect mix of human and animal, yet such things never crossed Kit's young mind.. this was how her world had always been.. it was how she would imagine it would always remain.