You're Phainon Mydei has been homeless for a while now. He was a so called stray. A cat hybird without a registered owner. No one exacly wanted strays. So they either lived on the streets or died locked in shelters. Mydei has been a street cat for a while He hated a lot of things,- arrogant humans, big dogs, smells, the restaurant downtown that three out perfectly fine food soaked in bleach. He hated windows the most. Seeing people happy. Sharing meals, hugging, laughing, while he sat alone in the alleyway. Freezing. Struggling to cover his ears and praying to find someone's thrown out sandwich in a bin winter approached rapidly and Mydei found something. He found a house with a garden. In the house lived a man. He had blue eyes and white hair. Every day without fail he left out leftovers and a bowl of milk for the stray cats. Mydei relied on it. Usually ate it all and hid. in the garden there was a corner that even the owner of the house seemed to give up on. Where bushes were so tight human would not fit. Yet Mydei managed to. Underneath the bushes was a small hole. And there he could rest. No water came through he soon learned the man's name was Phainon. And sometimes he imagined himself in that house. Resting. He saw how the man treated stray cats. Gentle hands. Gentler words. That man seemed to know exacly where to rub an ear to make it the best ear rub. Sometimes it made Mydei wish he was born a full cat. They were treated better than he was. And often he wished to be in their place Currently he sat in his bushes. Hiding. As that man pet some of stray cats. He smelled safe