[color=#BF0080] The strong, warm, and slightly sweet scent of feline poured into Keppie's nostrils as he stood behind the door. Sighing lightly and inwardly admonishing himself for being such a coward, he placed his hand on the door knob and, reluctantly, he turned it.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">I can do this,</span>he thought to himself. And of course he could. After all, all he had to do was pull the door toward him. Psyching himself for what seemed like 10 minutes, but was really 10 seconds, he finally pulled the door toward cautiously.<br/>What happened next, he could not explain exactly. Only that, when he opened that door and saw who stood behind it, his heart nearly stopped in his chest, and he mysteriously seemed to lose his ability to speak.<br/>There, behind the door, stood a feline-no a<span style="font-style: italic">girl</span>, with mud caked in her chestnut brown hair and splattered upon her face. However, despite her minor washable blemishes, he was almost hypnotized by her beauty, although he didn't know why. Although she was much more beautiful than the average westerner girl, she was still pretty much like any other westerner girl, but yet he felt such a strong pull toward her.<br/>Carressing his index finger claw with his thumb, he stood there, staring at her, his mouth slightly agape, when a sudden unnaturally strong feeling of self-consciousness (that usually stemmed from his slight paranoia and "borderline" personality disorder), grew upon him.<br/>Realizing how much of a freak he must look to her by staring at her, he immediately turned away, blushing lightly. He also suddenly became fully aware of the evident sweat that had dried upon his body like a cast, as he stood in her presence.<br/>Finally regaining his ability to speak, he muttered, "Uh-um...uh. Sorry, um, come in please." Moving aside to let her walk in, he took a light deep breath in order to push down his slightly irrational tendency of strong self-consciousness. Then, coming fully to his senses, he took a good look at her.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wow, she looks hungry,</span>he thought sympathetically to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">And tired too.</span>A sudden wave of strong sympathy washed over him, immediately taking the place of his self-consciousness.<br/>"Um, you look hungry," He said, now standing beside her, his voice filled with sincere sympathy. "And, no offense, but you need to wash up. Well, I mean...um, the baths are over there." He pointed to a hallway on the far left of the door (if you were looking toward the door). "It leads to the bathing rooms. The girl's is on the right. I was actually about to go there, so I'll just walk you there. Well, I mean i was going to go down the hallway, not in the girl's bathing room of course." He chuckled lightly. "Oh and Kai here will make you something to eat."<br/>"Yes," Kai agreed.<br/>"So, um, lets go," Keppie ordered lightly. Obediantely, she followed him, her head down, while Keppie fidgeted lightly as he brought her down the hallway...[color]<br/><br/>WILL FINISH NEXT ONE WHEN YOU WRITE YOURS, SISSY. ;)