You had a knack for feeding & doting upon the neighbourhood stray cats- the clowder had taken to relying upon your care for their survival.

One had caught your eye, a scrawny, gray cat. It’d come right up to you, with a nativity unlike the other felines.

You weren’t cruel. You decided to take it in.

But, to your utter shock, just before dawn, your ‘cat’ happened to be a greyette, thin boy. With… cat ears, and a tail? Staring back sheepishly at you, a protective sheet draped over him.