Ardour of the aberrant.

~A story of things most things most... deviant.~

Now for what ever reason I feel compelled to say this, just to clarify.
I do not support nor condone this kinda stuff people, and neither should you. None of this rubbish is based off any events or people alive or dead (To my knowledge) and has been created solely to entertain. Ehehehehehehehe. Entertain. 

Katelin was nervous. She had been since she had awoken that morning, the sun having barely made it above the horizon to illuminate her now former room. It was the 11th, a day she had been looking forward to with equal parts excitement and fear; for today was the day she was going to her new home. The adoption papers had been signed and finalised, or so she had been told. It almost seemed surreal to her, for this moment was one that many a friend and peer has spoken of. Both in jubilant excitement in the playground and hushed whispers upon the nights air. A lot of her friends had expressed some form of jealously in way or another to varying degrees. Most had well wishes and made it known that they were sad she was leaving. For to them there were losing a good friend. 

She had been living within the grounds of the orphanage for a good six years now, having been found upon the doorstep of the establishment itself when she was a newborn. The Orphanage had been her life, it's confines being her world. Katelin hugged her bushy tail as she thought about that, although not in so many words. She had met the one adopting her a few times and had chatted briefly with him. His name was David she reminded herself quietly, afraid of forgetting his name for fear of a bad impression. And as the old saying goes, when one speaks of the devil...

David straightened his second hand jacket, smoothing the fur around his shirt collar and cuffs as he stood out the front of the orphanage. Brushing some of the loose silver fur from his chest before opening the door that laid before him. His canine tail wagging harder as he laid eyes upon his new daughter. The young female ferret, apparently lost in thought hadn't yet noticed the entrance of the silver wolf and he thought it best to take advantage of this. Biting his lower lip carefully he brought a single digit up to his maw, signalling to the elderly deer attending the front desk at the time to remain silent about his presence; brining a subtle grin to the Matriarchal deer's maw, understanding the wolf's intent. Carefully making his way up to the still distracted ferret then kneeling down, gesturing for the Deer to assist. Rolling her eyes a touch, although grinning none the less the Deer shock her head slightly, brining a hoof up to her face to cover her mouth as she coughed politely a few times, as if to clear her throat. 

“Katelin, you have a visitor” She announced audibly, the silver wolf now crouching almost directly in front of the once distracted ferret.
Having just looked up, only to see a large, slightly grey around the muzzle wolf staring at her and making a rather ridiculous face, Katelin responded rather appropriately by squealed loudly; Scaring  the poor thing greatly. Falling backwards a touch, David started laughing cheerfully, now being assaulted by a flurry of light blows as Katelin tried to get back at him for the fright by pounding his arms with her small, balled up fists.

The deer thought quietly to herself as she gathered some of her belongings, ready to help Katelin settle into her new home with the one Mister David Wolfé. They will be good for one another she thought to herself as she glanced up at them once more.

Oh how wrong she was...

And thus concludes the first chapter. Please, I'm desperate for critic and comments so go nuts~