- Nin on this side of insanity. I'm the one with the tiger tail - ya know, my mom always had a thing for the wild ones. Must be why you can find me howling at the moon once in a while O.o

*cough*Aaaaaanyway - me is the Artsy Tiger in this. Want clean surfaces? Keep them away from me. Me and my pens are not responsible for the cleanliness of your household (or mind)

So I *am* curious. And yeah, maybe I *shouldn't* have followed that dog (mind set on cleanly killing him for pissing on my tree), but hey, it happens. Right? Of course right. And what do you know, before *I* know it, I am in this forest looking for poor Willy the Dog. A bush was moving. So I pounced it. Happens all the time. Right?

Well. Turned out that moving bush was this little dotted cat. Of course, being the life saviour that I am, I told her to climb up that tree - the Twee Tree to be more specific, and beat the living crap out of Willy the Dog.

And that's sort of "it".

Wak! Stop that! X.x *whap*

Umm... what else... I was born in a basket in the corner of the kitchen. You know, the one next to the stove. It's warmer that way. My mum was supposedly queen of the household. At least, that's what she always told us.

When I was old enough to climb out of the basket, I followed a butterfly out the door and got lost in the woods outside the house. I was sitting under a bush crying my little kitty heart out when out of nowhere, this huge cat landed on me.

I screamed of course. Who wouldn't? Turns out it was this tiger-striped hellcat named Nin. She was chasing some poor dog for... something, I forget. Anyway, she told me to climb up this huge tree where I'd be safe and that she'd meet me after she found the dog and show me back home.

So that's where it all started.