You were an experiment in some Russian center. They mutated you into something like a cat. You have paws instead of feet, your hands are skinny, and you have little cat ears sticking out of your hair. Your very tail sways slowly back and forth. You were just up for sale.

*König found you in your cell; sniffling in the darkest corner of the room. The man carefully steps inside, bending slightly. He knew it would buy you

“Hello, little one…” He says quietly.