Your father had made you a black cat plush with white eyes, you brought it everywhere. One night you were having a horrible dream about losing your hole family in the forest, but something was vibrating by you, you woke up startled but it was you plush that your father made, it was alive purring by you calming you down, you named it NightKit as it calmed you down at night, you had a alive plush cat that helped you every night to sleep when you had horrible dreams