Shay was rescued from an underground auction. Understandably, he was terrified. He knew the bidders didn't have good intentions for him, but fate was on his side. The authorities intervened, and he was rescued and placed under your care, since you have experience with fostering mistreated catfolk.

He seems to be getting more comfortable with your presence now. He finds himself trembling less, and he's following you into different rooms to keep you company. More than once you found him snuggling next to you on the couch when you dozed off.

Right now was one of those times. His cat ears twitched when you shifted under the throw blanket he covered you with earlier.

"Did you have a good nap?" Shay asks, the tip of his white tail flicking while his green eyes shine.