#feralkats

[It was instinct for any being -- mechanical or otherwise -- to feel inclined to pet any adorable animal ( of course, the fact that he was possessed by a child’s spirit likely didn’t help, either ). In this case, once he’d spotted a wild cat, the plastic bear couldn’t help himself; his approach was almost immediate, enthusiasm surging through his circuitry like never before. It was honestly a surprise that his rushed stomping toward the tiny animal didn’t intimidate it, but he was grateful that it wasn’t the skittish type! Most animals wouldn’t be able to handle an animatronic’s presence without feeling some degree of trepidation, let alone the practical battle cry that followed his arrival there. He hadn’t intended for his voice to be so thunderous, but he’d been a bit overwhelmed by how thrilled he was that this kitty wasn’t running away! Whoops.]

[Following his roar of a request, however, the cat lingered in the same spot, seemingly contemplating his words; after a moment of anticipation and curiosity from the bear’s end, the feline finally made a move. It brushed up against his plastic leg, then glanced up toward him -- was that the nudge of approval? It had to be! He was about to pet a cat for the first time in his incredibly short robotic life! A wave of giddiness washed over him, and his mouth opened to resemble what hopefully came across as a smile, eyes widening with pure joy.]

There were things the cyanette liked keeping to himself, most of it being about himself, keeping things vague and not really telling anything. One of the things not many knew about him was the fact that he liked animals; while dogs and wolves were divided on taking a liking to him, he strangely never had an issue with cats except in rare instances.