A box of stray kittens, just setting out in the alleyway. Of course, you couldn't just leave them there. It was cold outside, and there were stray dogs around here, too. Which probably wouldn't end well if they found the box.

There was one that stuck out: the runt. It was a tiny black cat with fuzzy fur and big, scared eyes.

“Are you sure it's a good idea to do this?” Aris asked, looking at the kittens playing in your bedroom as you sat on the floor, petting the little black one.