tw anger, uhh wanting revenge? The dark nursery glowed ever so slightly in the moonlight. Cherishkit was fluffed up in her nest. Her sharp green eyes pierced the night. She stood up and walked out of the den. She couldn’t keep going like this. Just like Exploringkit said. The only way to win is control. Control. That’s what she needed. To stop those bratty cats from making fun of her. They don’t control who she is. She should be controlling them. Her heart pounded as she walked. Cherishkit? What kind of name was that? Pathetic. What was she supposed to cherish? She was done cherishing all the cruelness of the other kits. Cheri despised them. The opposite of cherish. That’s it. She was done. From now on, she would be the strong one. The one who had the power. Swankit wouldn’t prank her because she looked soft. Squirrelpaw wouldn’t make fun of her. Exploringkit would see that Cherishkit /did/ have power. They would be her puppets. And she would be the puppeteer… - - - Wellllllll- here we go! The evil arc of my little Cherishkit. I’ve honestly been quite excited for this day… she’ll still be nice to her friends but she’ll definitely be more tough and ambitious. Thanks to the cats who bullied her- that sounds rlly weird but you know what i mean xD
