being a street cat, it so happened that you were picked up by a boy named Scaramouche.You were a rather treacherous kitten, and at the first meeting you scratched Scara's face.

Scara went to work, and you started wandering around the house and looking for a new occupation. You saw a knife in the kitchen..

Returning from work, Scara came to the kitchen and saw you with a knife in your teeth, you started chasing him and cornered him.

"hey, kitten, put down the cold weapon..."