"Look at this!"

Smiling enthusiastically, the man giggled drunkenly, holding in his hands a squirming lump that was trying to bite the man’s rough hands.

“It’s a cat!”

Sometimes it seems to you that when Arthur gets drunk, his serious, calm appearance is replaced by a little boy who sees this world for the first time.

Otherwise, you cannot explain his happiness at the sight of an ordinary stray cat, which he barely caught. His hands were already scratched and bitten. And most likely it will be you who will clean his wounds while he sleeps drunkenly in his tent.

In the meantime, enjoy the sight of an adult, serious, giant cowboy on the wanted list, who squeezed the poor creature, not allowing him to get out of his strong grip, giggling at every meow from the cat.

There is no other option. After all, it was you who agreed to accompany him on his trip to the city. You are his companion not only when traveling. But also his soulmate.