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Nintendo Friend Code: SW-7003-7193-4246 Talks Funny And Is Usualy Naked If he has to wear cloths he will only wear briefs, thongs or anything skimpy.
Kitty is a promiscuously precocious little cub who at times acts much like a little girl. Kitty is incapable of cussing or saying bad words, he is a vegetarian/boarderline vegan. Also! Feel free to dry hump him, or rub your crotch against him if you're a girl, he will like that very much. To any artist reading this, Kitty Is seeking art for his profile. Will pay handsomly for cub porn involving himself!
Back story a W.I.P Kitty was abandoned at infancy in a lonely dark alley, somewhere In the red light district of Los Angeles's China Town, between the chinese fast food restaurant and a questionable night club known by local law enforcement. Kitty dosn't remember much of those days except for a shadowy figure kissing him on the head, no his memories began in the grip of the night club owner's hand a cold scalie hand, rough and similar to a sharks flesh, this "guardian" didn't reveal much of himself, but taught the kitten everything he needed to know about how to survive with what little he had. "if your going to survive, you're going to need to know how to please." It wasn't much but the owner (who went by the name of Mr. Skunk) let the small feline keep his earnings. Mr. Skunk took the kitten cub under his wing and showed the small feline other skills, grooming the kitten into his first underaged prostitue. And for a few short years everyting was going great the kitten thought there relationship as foster parent and kit was undeniable. Suddenly things changed, the kittens friend his "guardian parent" turned on him. It began with the neglect, then the yelling and finaly the violence as the kitten was ultimatly thrown outside like trash with out ever knowing what Mr. Skunks face looked like, aside from that shadowy figure sitting upon his throne. The little kitten cried for hours till he could cry no more, and fell asleep. unbeknownst to the little kitten in the twilight hours, Mr. Skunk would shed his own tears. he loved the kitten but knew it could never work, how could he protect something so small and sweet when his curse only allowed him out at night while the kitten slept.
Kitty a little pudgy ball of happy. Lives his days in his alley usually tending to his dandelions, forgotten by the world and seemingly hated by most, he dosn't own much in ways of possessions and isn't worth very much either it would seem, he's a little dim wited but enjoys light hearted humor. Kitty carries his sorrow behind a mask of smiles and awaits the one day when his true love will come to him and ask to be there mate.
preferred contact method Ink bunny PM system or any of the major IM services