I'm bored, so I'll write on this, I guess. I'm going to add things due to the lack of detail in the first part.
The small striped kitten drank her mother's milk quietly. As the humans approached, something surged through her, as if her feral instincts were returning. As soon as th e human's placed their hands and her mother, she jumped and attacked, leaving a fine scar on the human's hand.
"What was that?" the human scowled at her, and walked away to tend to their bleeding hand.
Lexy, ashamed of what she had done, darted away, hoping her mother wouldn't find her anytime soon. Being a kitten did not allow her much strength, so her mother caught her in seconds, and kept her down. Her mother thought it was her fault, but the kitten knew that something was wrong...
Yay =D I suck <3