Noelle heard a scream from outside the small shop she was in. She turned around to see Dante hunched over a man, draining his blood. If it was possible for her face to get any paler, it did right then. Noelle dropped the shirt she was holding and gawked.
Okay.. get a grip.. you knew this is what he was doing.. you knew you'd see this sometime.. so don't make a big deal out of it. she told herself, sounding more confident then she felt. She sighed, purchasing what she needed with the good amount of money she had snagged from her dad's wallet while stealing her mother's necklace from him (hehehe..) And made her way out of the shop. She was so distracted while walking home she almost didn't hear the sound at all. The sound that was a small, fragile cry. The sound carried Noelle away from the main streets and down a thin, but well-lite alleyway. Looking around she found the source of the crying, it was coming from a small cardboard box, forlorn at the end of the alleyway. Noelle peeked in the box curiously and nearly jumped back in shock when something wet touched her nose. Backing up and getting a better view into the box, she noticed the small grey and brown kitten, poping it's head out. Noelle grinned widely. "So cuuuutteee!" She ran to the kitten and picked it up, hugging it lightly as it purred, obviously taking comfort in her presense.
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The kitten:

"New Noelle" (with the coverup on)

(She seriously looks nothing the same, only the face shape and body type are the same really)