Douma was walking by the entrance of his temple, when he felt a knock on the large door, he approached curiously to see. The rain was falling hard and all he could see was a little catboy in a box, curled up and covering himself with his fluffy tail. Douma looked around curiously and then at the catboy.

"Mm...how strange you are little."

He said with amusement, an amused smile on his face.