~~ ꒰১ ໒꒱ ~~ Cloudkit honest didn't know if she felt like herself. Being her felt like a butterfly without wings, the distance without blur - it could happen, sure, but it didn't feel quite right. It didn't feel like Cloudkit sometimes. She liked her fur and how fluffy she looked. She liked how her cheeks had shorter fluff than her head floof. She liked how short it was compared to her large tail. It was just that little one word. She. It really shouldn't matter that much to Cloudkit, but it did. 'She' didn't feel right. 'She-kit' didn't feel right. Before, Cloudkit couldn't exactly pinpoint /what/ didn't feel right. The word itself? The usage? The tone? There were too many factors to consider. He was sure he knew now, though. It wasn't as if anyone would judge him for his decision, but Cloud was a little scared to admit it to himself at first. It felt like too big a jump for him to make at first. It was so much easier just being a she-kit. She'd never have to correct anyone on anything, or feel like no one really understood how she felt about herself. Yet, he was also becoming a medic. It took work, but Solsticeorbit had told him he'd been selected. Him. Surely that meant something? If he could do that, maybe he could do this, too. ~~ ꒰১ ໒꒱ ~~ Cloudkit now uses he/him!! Congratulate the boi for finally realising! :D
