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Last week, Jacqui found out something terrible about cat shifters. They don’t tolerate crossbreeds, and put them down at birth. Jacqui is half caracal, half domestic, so here he is, dealing with the fallout of that information:
Like a crashing line of dominoes, several monumental thoughts hit him—one by one.
One—his mother had abandoned him for good reason. He was a reject. He should have been put down. She’d left him with regular humans to save his life, and maybe hers. So risky a choice, and yet so necessary. He’d always believed she cared about him, wanted him to survive, because her last words to him, seared deep into the marrow of his subconscious, were, “Never let them see you shift.” Now he could see why, if she really had cared about him, she would’ve dumped him on the stoop of a church.
But then, Domino Number Two hit; a thought that had never occurred to him. His tribe didn’t want him.
That’s ten, but I’ve finished out the rest of Jacqui’s thoughts below:
Or more accurately, he didn’t have a tribe. He’d always imagined that when he found his people, they would welcome him back with loving arms, rejoice in his homecoming as if he were a lost prince, or at least a lost brother, or second cousin.
But there would be no welcome. No homecoming. They hated him. Wanted him dead.
Domino Number Three—there were a lot of cat people out there somewhere, and they weren’t nice.
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Such a sad snippet! So disappointing to learn that information. But, I hope Jacqui finds the sense of belonging he’s looking for somehow.
Poor Jacqui. Those are not great realizations to have.
Oh man… Poor Jacqui! What a devastating realization!
No post from this week. I was away last week and just didn’t get it done.
Aww, kind of sad. Although maybe he’s over-generalizing from just what this stray has said….I can hope, on his behalf! Interesting world building. Quite an engrossing snippet!
Great aha moment. So bittersweet understanding both his mother’s choices, and the reality of who he is.
Man, you sure turned the big guns on poor Jacqui. It’ll be interesting to see how he reacts to having the foundations of his life dumped in the trash.
Poor Jacqui. I hope cat shifters are like nonshifters – sometimes your family is what you make, not what you’re born into.
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