The Delivery of a Furball Pet Private

The Delivery of a Furball ──〃

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XXXGeneviève had spent the greater half of her birthdate being greeted by her schoolmates and friends as they wished her a happy birthday and for all her happiness. Yes, it was indeed a very special day as Geneviève had turned fourteen years old and she was nearing the age of her inheritance and... other things she wasn't quite prepared to accept into her life. But today had been something that she would still treasure even though she didn't know what was awaiting for her. There had been a letter from Alphonse about a week ago letting her know that she should be expecting a gift from him to be arriving soon and it was imperative that she was present for its drop off. Her Haitian boyfriend had been so incredibly cryptic, as was his apparent prerogative these days that Geneviève wasn't truly able to question anything about his wording or phrasing as she thought about his letter for the umpteenth time this week. Today of all days, the gift was supposed to arrive, and Geneviève wasn't sure whether to be ecstatic or avoidant. Still, she trekked back through the marble castle all Geneviève could think about was how truly alone she was today. On her birthday. Normally, she had never felt as though the world was so lonely and that she was always surrounded by individuals who loved and appreciated her. As of late though, none of that seemed to be the case and she felt herself exuding more of a personality that wasn't fully Geneviève. It was just... a girl. A girl who held status and needed to maintain it. When she entered her dormitory, she took a seat on the crisp sky-blue bedding of her roomy twin. It was lucky enough that the lecture day had ended for her and though she did not have dueling- her roommates had other endeavors which kept them away from her company. She adored her roommates and they adored her, but their relationship did not venture any farther than such. She wished that they could be more than simply roommates but there was always something that blocked them from moving further in that direction. For her more studious roommate, Everline, she was often working late into the night preparing for her Alchemy tests. For her more adventurous roommate Horine, she was always adventuring around the castle grounds. The three of them only ever communed for the mornings and evenings before they awayed to their respective activities. Geneviève opened the door to her dormitory and balked at the sight of a spotted tabby kitten curled up in a carrying device fast asleep. Like a baby, the little thing had the tip of its tail against its face and its little paw stuck in its mouth. She crept towards her bed and the smallest of 'awws' escaped her mouth as she opened the carrier and the little kitten stretched its body out and opened its big brown eyes. The small thing looked up at her curiously and as she lifted it into her arms. "Well hello you... Aren't you just the most petite thing? Have you come from Alphonse?" Geneviève asked softly as she scratched the ears of the kitten and it curled into her arms and chest. It was so very soft and she felt her heart soar. Knowing that she had a small companion to call her own made her feel so elated and... oddly maternal? In a way that she supposed many pet parents gathered once they became pet parents. Geneviève understood what it meant now. The tiny kitten fell asleep in her arms again as Geneviève looked at the carrier that he came in. There was a note that looked far too fancy to belong to Alphonse himself and likely was stolen out of his mother's stationary. The deep green wax seal reminded her so much of Madame Toussaint and the kindness that she always offered Geneviève whenever she visited. The little kitten yawned softly as Geneviève sat on her bed and read the letter, smiling happily as she read over the sweet potent words that Alphonse had written about her and why he had sent her the kitten. He told her about how Siobhan, one of the sweetest girls she'd had the pleasure of meeting, had taken such great care of the kitten beforehand. The kitten -Loko- was playing with the ends of her hair as she laid him in her lap and read through the rest of the letter. "Oh Alphonse... This is the best birthday gift ever. She squealed as she held the baby kitten above her head and lay back against her bed. The little gray mackerel tabby reached for her with the most petite of "maows" as it purred in excitement. She let it crawl across her chest and explore her bed covers before pouncing on her hair. It made her laugh in jubilant happiness as she watched the silly baby roll around in curiosity. Her fingers ran over the soft fur as she thought about how lucky she was to have Alphonse and now Loko in her life. It reminded her that even though she perhaps did not have her boyfriend in proximity, she still held space in his heart just as he remained cemented in hers. Loko chirped as he curled up against one of her stuffies and tucked his paw back in his mouth. He reminded her so much of a baby- but he was a baby in that sense. Geneviève kissed the top of the kitten's head and rose from her bed to move to the desk in her dorm. Alphonse and Madame Sarai likely wanted to know that their present had arrived safe and sound to her home. Afterwards, she needed to cut up one of her old satin scarves to make a small collar for Loko. Since he came from a family who was one with the plants, she decided that her soft green paisley scarf would be best for the little one. What animal do you wish to purchase? Grey Mackerel Tabby What do you want to name it? Loko Is this a boy or a girl? Boy What is your pet's date of birth? September 21st, 2025

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