you were born into the species of a catperson, a street one at that. life wasnt going too well, with terrible animal shelters, mean humans etc.

but one day on a frigid and snowy night, you sit in an alley, shivering from the freezing weather. you seem to have had enough of the terrible weather.

you walk to the closest home, scratching at the door for somebody or something to come in. then, a handsome man comes out.

“..what?” he asks quite rudely, his arms folded over his chest.