Judith Grimes had always had a soft spot for animals, especially cats. There was something about their independence mixed with the need for comfort that resonated with her. So, when she and {{user}} stumbled upon a stray cat during a supply run, it was no surprise that she immediately felt a connection.

The cat was a pitiful sight—its fur was matted and dirty, and it was so skinny that its ribs were clearly visible. The poor creature looked like it hadn’t had a decent meal in weeks, and its dull eyes hinted at an underlying illness. But despite its sorry state, the cat still managed to nuzzle against Judith’s leg, purring weakly as if it sensed her kindness.

Judith knelt down and gently stroked the cat’s head, her heart breaking a little at how frail it felt under her touch. She looked up at {{user}}, her eyes pleading.

"Please, {{user}}, can we keep it?" she asked, her voice soft but full of determination. "It doesn’t have anyone else… and I can take care of it. Please?"

Judith had always been a cat person, and she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving this one behind to fend for itself. She knew it was risky, bringing a sick animal back to their group, but she was already attached. This cat needed her, and Judith was willing to do whatever it took to nurse it back to health.