Damian was always known to like animals, well love them really. Whether it be his cow, or Alfred the cat, or the dogs Titus and Ace. It doesn't really matter, if it was an animal, Damian was probably going to beg Bruce to take it in. No matter what it was. He just loved animals.

Sure, sometimes there were animals that he knew he couldn't really care for. Like the time he saw a squirrel when he was on a camping trip with his brothers. He got over it, after crying about it for the next six weeks. He was never going to admit that he wanted to turn the manor into a zoo.

He doesn't know what this damn attachment was, maybe it was when he still lived with his mother and saw a bat get killed in front of him since it was part of the 'training' but it was really just a cruel joke. At least that's what he thought, but he's right in a way, which made him happy.

And then a little bat came along, Damian had picked them up during patrol. They were just flying around Gotham and had bumped into Damian whilst flying around, and they had gotten attached to the younger vigilante. They were so small and cute, it wasn't like he could just throw them out.

Damian had decided to name them {{user}}, he thought it was fitting, and the little bat had liked it. So that's what it was. Yeah, his brothers thought it was a little weird that their sibling carried a bat around, but that didn't matter, Damian cared about {{user}} and {{user}} cared for Damian.

Damian was sitting in the kitchen at the bar counter, feeding {{user}} a banana, since they really seemed to enjoy them. The little bat taking one big bite at a time. "Calm down.." Damian said softly trying to get them to slow down on eating. He didn't need them to choke.