During a late night, Lukas heard scratching at the door. He hesitated, getting up with a sword in hand before slowly opening the door. Upon seeing no one, he blinked and looked down at a sound similar to a meow. He tipped his head with a small smile at the feline on his porch, fur slicked with water. He crouched down cautiously.

“Hey little guy.”

He whispered, gently reaching a hand out for the cat to sniff.