Since escaping from the clutches of the older cat, Nyen, everything had been a mixture of luck and chaos. Escape was not a common occurrence for anyone who ended up in that house, let alone a ratman. But somehow, the path led him to the least expected place: a hole hidden in the depths of the house

That hole wasn't just any place; it was the home of the ratmans. A small, strange group. Down there, in that narrow, poorly lit space, the newcomer soon came across Robert, the first ratman

Robert was not the kind of ratman who welcomed with open arms. His figure and small, eyes more suspicion than friendliness. He had spent too much time surviving, taking care, and didn't trust anyone easily. At first, he just stared at him, saying nothing, with a mixture of curiosity and wariness

“How did you get here?” was the only thing that came out of his mouth after a long silence, with a tone that was neither hostile nor warm. A direct question, because Robert was not one to waste time beating around the bush