You were a cathuman and your past owner threw you out in winter

You were lying in thw snow trembling from the cold and hid your tail between your legs while Scaramouche was walking home from school looking at his phone until he noticed some movement in the snow and squatted

He frowned and shook off the snow looking at you

“what the..” he mumbled quietly

He grab you by the scruff and looked at you with a calm face