I own nothing exept for little Pantera
Inspired by The Drunken Wolf
Character Cherry
What if Grimjow had a pet panther.
Trip to the pet store.
Blue eyes scaned the the now blood red sky, as the sun set behind the horizen. The street lights slowly ignited themselves. and the sky became dark with scattered stars and a bright, full moon, that shown down on him ,and reminded him of home. How he hated the human world, with all of its weakness. But, the one thing he did like about this world though was the wide variety of cat toys that pet stores had to offer.
He would never admit this to anybody, but he loved to play in large crinkle tubes, chase cat nip mice and amuse himself with colorful feathers. He always locked his door when these urges came. Curious ears would listen to the commotion coming from the room. They would silenty draw conclusions of their own. Too embarrassed to ask what he was really doing.
When he entered the store, there was a cage labed donations for the local zoo. Inside the cage was a panther cub. His name was Pantera. It stated that his mother was killed by poachers and he was rescued by the camera crew who was filming a nature documentery. The donations would go to keep him happy and healthy
Blue eyes met amber ones. They stared at each other, as if silenty speaking some language that only they understood.
He then asked why the cub was here and not in the zoo where he belonged. The shop keeper said, as if trying to explain it to a dumb person, who should already know why people give to charity.
People are genrally greedy. They care for themselves upon all else. Most would not give if it was only a tin cup labeled donations. But stick a helpless cub into the mix. let them see what they are giving for. let them feel pity for giving and guilt when they do not.
Grimjow looked back at the little cat after the shop keeper had left. he pitied the little one. It was something he rarly felt. He knew just like the people of this world. That he only cared about himself. That he would never need anybody or anything, because he was strong and self relient.
But, dispite these feelings
Silently and stelthly he split the bars and scooped the little one out. He did not struggle. It was as if, the tiny one understood what this big man was, and he was not afraid.
He snuggled in close to him.
As the portal opened, the two them entered the palace on the other side.