[center][h3]Nino The 'Kitty'[/h3][/center]
[@Yomojo][@Afro Samurai]
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	Kokotha was a veritable minefield of obnoxious humans. Some shouted at him, 'here, kitty kitty!' Others ran their fingers through his fur without any preexisting agreement, or even the slightest sign of respect. But never before had he had to deal with such [b]unpleasant[/b] treatment. No, this simply wouldn't do. Nino had no chance to respond to Lucy's Inquiry. He was just... [b]Livid.[/b]

	"Unhand me, you pompous [b]rube![/b]" He hissed angrily, swatting at Tetu's forearm before he could get a third stroke through his fur. The feeling of Tetu's coarse palms rubbing against his coat felt as if he were taking an unexpected trip through brambles! "Are foreigners all so ignorant of common courtesy? Were you brought up alongside [i]pigs[/i] and [i]monkeys[/i]!?" Nino barked, one word following the next with refined vitriol. It didn't stop there, though. "Rough! Coarse and unforgiving, like [i]fresh bramble droppings![/i] Did you drag yourself from the barnyards? I've never in all my years-" Nino paused and took a deep breath. He hadn't noticed, but his hair was standing on end, and he was standing aggressively on all fours. The surrounding civilians turned to witness his outburst, one after the other. His guise was unveiled to at least twenty people in one fell swoop. [i]"I am [i]not a pretty kitty,[/i]"[/i] He moaned quietly, embarrassed, guilt-ridden, and disappointed with his own behaviour.