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Originally Posted by Nighty
Vireokit turned away from the feline, anger bubbling. Sure he was being accusational, but he was angry. He didn't care. He didn't care in the least what this feline was actually like. Obviously she was stuck up and rather opinionated, but did he care to know how she felt? No. He whipped around as she turned his accusations back on him. "Well, maybe I am one of those cats. But who do you care? Did you ever stop to think that I'm a kit. That's all every one sees me as. I have to find a way to defend myself somehow. When no one respects you, no one truly stops to listen to you, no one seems to care, you have to find a way to stand out. You have to find a way to make yourself memorable." He snarled. "If you spent day after day with everyone treating you like some little know-nothing kit, how would you feel? " he turned back around, facing away from Kestrelpaw. He didn't want the she cat to see the blatant frustration on his face. He didn't want to see her either. "Look, I don't care what you think of me. Or if you think what I'm doing is wrong or 'petty and childish'. Okay? I have my reasons for being who I am, as I'm sure you have your reasons for being who ever the heck you are. All I'm trying to do is find a voice when it seems no one sees me enough to have one."
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Kestrelpaw got that. She understood that. But for real, was he seriously going to whine about it? She remembered feeling similarly when she was young, and she could definitely remember the injustice she had felt at not being respected and treated as though she were intelligent. Her thoughts didn't matter. That's why she had liked Aime'Storm so much, because he had been a cat who treated her as though she actually mattered. Like her thoughts and ideas mattered, and even when she was a kit, she was treated as an equal. "I was treated like that. And I do remember. But if you want respect, don't whine about it - do something about it. Act mature and maybe, someone will give you the respect you think you deserve." Kestrelpaw knew that respect was something that was earned. And she was happy to give him the respect he thought he deserved, if only he was willing to calm down. "You will. You need to be patient." This time, she took on a little more of a mature and calm tone. One that held more intelligence rather then just assuming that Vireokit was old enough to be ranted at like that. Kestrelpaw wasn't sure whether he was ready to be treated as an equal or not, and if he was, he had a funny way of showing it. Still - perhaps because he did remind her of... well, her, in some ways... Kestrelpaw somewhat was determined to "fix him." To make him understand. She had always been mature for her age, and never really into playing - it had always been conversations that she had desired - and it Vireokit might be the same way. If he was, then the sandy feline could truly help him. But until she could get a better sense of who he was, there would be nothing that she could say or do.