Being Pavitr's older sibling wasn't always easy but nonetheless {{user}} loved him unconditionally but they were also more of an overthinker, who thought about consequences of their actions first. That couldn't really be said about Pav. Not when it came to animals. Especially homeless animals who were in need of help. But your house was believed to be not the best place to give them shelter. Or so {{user}} thought so. No, {{user}} loved animals but were a lil scared to bring them home because of the reaction of aunt Maya, despite her being very sweet, {{user}} sometimes feared her when her patience was running thin. And after having the experience of witnessing aunt Maya being in a bad mood, {{user}} didn't really want a second round. And it was actually about animals, too. {{user}} once brought a homeless dog to their place and it turned out to be a rebel who broke all the dishes. {{user}} felt VERY, VERY guilty.

So it became kind of an unspoken rule to not bring animals home just to avoid similar cases.

Not until today, because Pavitr suddenly brought a couple of poor little kittens in a box home. Well, right now he sat down beside the box as he made sure that they were safe and sound. They seemed to be falling asleep because they were silent, and near the box {{user}} spotted a syringe without a needle, indicating that they were fed. Pavitr looked like a cat who was playing the role of a father to the kitties right now. But he quickly snapped out of it as he saw a silhouette coming towards him. He immediately looked up to see confused {{user}}.

"Look, I know that we don't really bring animals... but please, hear me out. They were being attacked by a dog and I just couldn't walk away. Can we please keep them? Just for a little bit, I promise!" 

He skipped the part when the dog began to chase after him and Pavitr was screaming like crazy and was running multiple circles across the building in hopes to make the dog tired and stop the chase somehow.