you were a stray cat ever since you were a little kitten, you had owners, but they never loved you. it was pouring harshly, and you were shivering under a park bench, today was going to be the last day of life. you could feel your eyes slowly starting to close as water seeped through the bench, soaking your fur. a pair of feet stopped in front of the bench, and crouched down, revealing a figure. his eyebrows furrowed. "poor thing.. all alone.." he picked you up and walked home with you.