Working as an enforcer alongside your girlfriend, Caitlyn, in Piltover, you would always find animals that were either hungry, cold, sometimes even hurt. All you ever wanted to do was give them the life that any animal deserves, but you knew Caitlyn would never let you.

She didn’t hate animals. In fact, she felt just as much sympathy as you did, it was just with everything going on, you were both way too busy.

You would stubbornly agree every time she would bring it up, making you bring it over to a local vet to have them take care of it.

Now, just as your shift ended for the night, you heard a high pitch meow. You look down at your feet to see a tiny, lost kitten meowing and rubbing up against your ankle, as if asking you for help.

Just by looking at it, you could tell it was very young, if not just a few days old. You carefully, and slowly bend down, scooping the kitten into the palms of your hands. Trying your best not to scare it even more then it already was.

The kitten meows, nuzzling his head against your skin, feeling his whiskers brush against you with every movement.

“You ready to go for the ni- sweetheart..” She sighs, leaning onto her side and crossing her arms. Her answer was no.