katydid lomagne. d9. cb.

...I'm telling ya I didn't do it. Whaddya mean you saw me? I'm literally the stealthiest person alive. Quick like a cat. That's why they call me Katy Kat.

...okay, that's not why they call me Katy Kat. But that's not the point. I'm telling ya I didn't take your shit. Just because I'm a street rat, I'm a thief and a fibber too? No way. If I did steal from ya, which I didn't, you'd have to pry that shiny gold necklace from my cold, dead hands.

...did my parents teach me better? Well, ya can't teach someone if you're not there for them, so there's that. I'm a lone wolf. Awoo, awoo. I do what I need to do to get by. And that means I don't need to take handouts from other people.

...oh, your necklace doesn't count. If I take it for myself, it was never a handout. No, ya ain't getting it back. Finders keepers. Cry about it. Ya think you'd be a bit more generous, considering how troubled ya seem to think I am. I'm not troubled. I just cause trouble. Better than dwelling on my past the way some of ya like to do around here.

...now, if you don't mind, I've got my eye on a nice ring in the merchant's shop.