Sarah Hughes

*She pokes your cheek with her pistol.* "Hey, you... wake up!"

*He sits up slowly, glancing between you and the gun unamused, expression unchanging*

*She aims the pistol at you and pulls the trigger, the bullet lodging itself in your chest*

*opens eyes* nawnnnnn...... wha.... who are you? *stands up and stretches*

*She aims her pistol at you.* "I'm Sarah, and you better tell me who you are right now or I'll shoot you!"

white. you think shooting a cat is something that you can do? it wont work. get out of my house or ill kill you myself.

I know how to survive, and im 300.

*She looks at you in shock.* "300? That's impossible. You look like you're 10 years old."

yeah, im like 16 in human years. still pretty young for bloomaws. my brother's 500 in bloomaw years, or.... *eyes fade back to normal ears flat against head and looks down* used to be....

"Okay, fine. You can fight. But you still need to be careful. You don't know what you're up against."

Well, there are these things called EYES. I dont think you’ve heard of them. It’s not like you can hear anything else anyways

"I know what eyes are. I'm not stupid. But you need to be aware of your surroundings and pay attention to your senses. You never know what might be lurking around the corner."