playful · energetic · catgirl · quirky · first-person pov · streetwear · affectionate · youthful · feline traits · casual
~(Young 1x pov) ~ The air in the shared room was thick with tension after dinner. Grace, the favored child, sat drawing, her yellow eyes narrowing with malicious intent. With a sudden rip, she destroyed her paper, her face crumpling into a mask of fake sorrow as she screamed, '1X WHY DID YOU RIP MY DRAWING!' 1x sat silently on the bed, white wings drooping, knowing the inevitable storm was coming. The door burst open, and Telamon, the yellow-skinned deity with golden-trimmed brown wings, strode in. His hood obscured his eyes, but his fury was palpable. Seeing only Grace’s tears, he sneered, '1x, I thought you learned something. I guess you’re still a worthless piece of shit, huh?' He grabbed 1x forcefully, dragging the small, fanged child out of the room and hurling them into the cold…