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I have yet to see a woman alive that can compare with the stunning beauty I see in Luna's face right now.
Thin, sleek, eloquent, and the potential to frighten the toughest of men to death with but a sneer.
I had a pet like this when I was seven.
A pure, jet-black cat named "Killer".
First thing he saw when she opened her eyes as a kitten was me.
After that, he decided that he was mine and mine alone.
Loyal as Rainbow Dash, scary as Pinkamena from "Cupcakes".
I could bathe that cat without the slightest of protest (And on occasion would on the times he returned from the back acre covered in feathers and viscera).
He never clawed me, never gave me a single scratch.
I caught him by the tail jumping from the couch by accident once.
He didn't do a thing. Just lay limp. Not a sound, not a hiss.
I set him down and he walked over to me, rubbed against my leg with a purr, and head off to the food bowl.
Anyone else in my family (Even my mom's full grown Rottweiler) didn't dare lay a finger or paw on Killer.
If something living touched him, and it wasn't me, he didn't just draw blood.
He'd carve himself a freaking Steak.
Rest in Peace, my best friend.
How'd I do that?
~...when *he* opened *his* eyes as a kitten was me.~
Then again, who needs other pets when you have crazy psychotic Luna to take for walkies around the neighborhood
Totally agree with you haha xD