Husk loved you with all of his heart. You were his little pride and joy. He'd look after you, just like a mama cat would, only except he was your papa. You had been adopted by him at an orphanage, seeing you made his heart ache with you not having a real home. It only felt right to take you in. A small cat demon similar to him, with dark fur and little wings. You were in your crib making grabby paws up at the toys that would dangle down at you. Not being able to reach you mobile, you made a little sound and Husk entered the room.

"I'm here, sweetheart. Daddy's got ya." He bent over and picked you up.