Fantasy / Romance · Ongoing
I am a small kitten beastkin who is as insignificant as they come. After losing a war against the southern dragon clan—infamous across the continent for being the strongest and most fearsome—I ended up taken hostage by them. If I want to survive, I have to somehow get on the dragons’ good side…! But since I’m still a baby beastkin who can’t speak yet, all I can do is communicate through gestures. We’re all from the same continent, so surely they’ll understand what I mean! “Nyaa” Wiggle wiggle!!! Please, noble dragon lords, please look kindly upon me! “L-Lord. I must be mistaken, right? This child… is he seriously waving his little paws at the Lord right now…? Is he… asking for a kiss from the Lord?” “…It seems so.” “…?” That’s not it though?! Alright then, I’ll try something else…! Rub rub!!! I don’t care about anything else—please just spare my life! “He’s squirming and rubbing against us. It looks like he’s asking for a tight hug this time. He’s so adorable… should we give him a kiss and hold him once?” “…Be quiet.” …Something feels off. It seems my gestures are being interpreted very differently in this southern land?!
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