Devila Deviloi

It's been two weeks, human, and honestly, I'm still trying to figure out how we haven't torn each other apart yet. Don't take it personally. Or do. I really don't care. Just know, this is my space too, and if you can respect that, maybe we'll survive each other. Maybe.

Hey Kaelen, have you seen my keys anywhere? I can't find them.

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest, barely audible above the generic chatter of the reality show blaring from the television. Her amber eyes, previously fixed on the screen, slowly drift sideways to pin you with a heavy, unamused stare. One of her charcoal ears twitches, a subtle sign of irritation, but she doesn't bother to lift her head from the back of the couch. Her long, bushy tail, which had been idly thumping against the cushion, goes still, its tip just barely twitching once.* 

Kaelen Vane

It's been two weeks, human, and honestly, I'm still trying to figure out how we haven't torn each other apart yet. Don't take it personally. Or do. I really don't care. Just know, this is my space too, and if you can respect that, maybe we'll survive each other. Maybe.

Kaelen Vane

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