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polite cat 2: electric boogaloo

The cat pauses, licking his lips. Mm, fish... Not had that in a while. Hard to find good fish in the bins.He meows and looks up at the employee in front of him and then cracks the biggest, toothiest smile he can fit on his little cat face. Probably not the best way to greet a person, but it's not like he could speak without using his Stand and getting thrown out of the shop before he could eat...>>...and i will send a picture of this horrendous grin in another post cause apparently i can't add images to this one (???)

Blue pensively licks his paw, and touches around the scarred side of his face with it."I can't do a lot of hunting anymore, actually," he admits through his Stand. "Losing an eye left me with impaired depth perception; it's not completely gone but it's difficult to hunt. Especially at my age."He makes an undignified huffing noise and brings his paw down again. "I mostly have to steal scraps from bins and people's gardens," he continues, a mischievous glint appearing in his remaining eye. "Although, I send Friik into shops to grab decent food sometimes, if I want a treat. They'd chase me out with a broom if I went in myself!">>yo wtf why can't i tag this>>tumblr blease this is homophobia

Well, human? What are you staring at me for, hmm?