In The Arms Of The Beasts

Show me who I am

A few weeks later
I had two sheets of paper left, and food was getting scarce. It was mostly given to the children or sick nowadays which I can vouch for, most of the time, I passed my meals willingly onto those who needed it more. But all this didn't sit well with my supervisor because now, now it was affecting my shape and appearance which for him, apparently wasn't so pleasant to paint but this was the real world.

"My dear, you're unwell. You have to eat" I shook my head as the human once again tried to lure me into his home "no, I'm fine already. The others need it more than I do" partially, I was homesick. I'd never known such attachment to the one I had now with the dragons.

I could tell by the way they both wrote that Kirishima and Bakugo were closer than ever before, part of that frightened me in case I might lose the king but another side was excited. Y'see, it's not uncommon for a catfolk relationship to include more than two members, a polyamourous relationship if you will. And I grew up with it flourishing around me!

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of screaming "Give him back!" It looked as if the council had begun taking kids to make sure they got fed and maybe a chance at a better life? My feet carried me over to the heartbroken woman before slipping down next to her.

Despite her not knowing me, she hugged back crying into my collarbone. I rubbed my head against hers gently "he's gonna be okay! He's gotta be!" I could see that damn human supervisor glaring at me harshly wanting me to let her go but I never did. I just stared back with the same intensity.

"How do you know?" I shuffled my head into the side of her neck. Some outsiders sometimes mistake catfolk comfort for intimacy, I just makes me wish humans dis their research more "because something similar happened to me as a kit"

She pulled away tilting her head "what?" I sat against the wall next to her "my parents abandoned me at birth, grew up on the streets and every now and then, they would drag me inside, feed me, keep me warm and that until that became difficult with all the famines" she nodded her head slowly "then what?"

I shrugged lightly not knowing what to tell her "since I didn't have parents, I went to the dryads. Your son will come back to you" she seemed to find comfort in my childhood trauma, I'm glad someone found a use for it.

My hands cupped my ears as the streets filled with the sound of screaming kittens and frustrated parents trying to keep their children with them. It kind of made me wonder if I wanted kids and what they would look like, can you even get half dragon half catfolk kids? Would Bakugo even want a kid with me? It's unlikely.

My hands pushed myself off the floor as I took a little stroll around the village I used to know, so much had changed but there were little things here and there that stayed the same. I doubt the old folks here remember me, but occasionally I'd get a delirious wave now and then. And just like that, the world had gone from hell to sweetest little village in the east.

I was aware that the townspeople had probably been told to try and keep travellers here permanently as some sort of trap but even if could see that and somehow avoid it, why would I want to leave? Oh that's right! I'm homeless and starving. And my boys aren't here! They're back in the kingodom! Where I have a bed! And food! Remind me why I left again?

Would it really be so bad to stay after rain season? I mean, I could visit the dragon kingdom but maybe this is where I belong? Maybe they didn't mean to throw me out? It could've been a mistake.

My mind raced as each foot took another step until I ended up back at my corner as darkness fell. I crawled back under the boxes before an envelope was thrown at me colliding with my forehead "Hey! Outcast! You've got mail" I shuffled around getting comfortable before slicing open the envelope to read the contents:

You dumbass!
How could you not tell us you're living on the streets?! Just let us get over there and help you out! Cardboard boxes can't protect you! Just say the word and we'll be there in an hour, and you promised you'd come home! So what's stopping you? Who's stopping you? I'll kill them! And damn right you belong here! The second you get back, we're throwing a banquet making you an official resident of the barbarian islands. I love you loser, turns out we both do. And We wanna talk about adding Kirishima to our little relationship? Just something to think about? Keep those letters coming - Dragon King Bakugo of the Barbarian islands