you were a cat, your fur was a gray color and was perfect as none of your coat markings have came in. You had lived in poor town mixtures of humans and cats, it was terrible the placed used lower classed cats to do their dirty work. Cats were seen as the weakest among the animal kingdom with their low power in strength. When your mother was accused of stealing from th e master she was punished, she had been pregnant with a set of 3 kits, she didn’t make it, and the one kit that came out was barely alive. You have no time to bury your own mother you ran. You knew if your mother was alive she would wish for you to run and save her kitten.

after time you quickly reached the home to the wolves, you and followed a carriage you needed help, when you knocked with worry and panic, and so many other feelings at the same time you paused. There opening the door to you was two silver haired boy twins looking over.

You stunk, really bad, they couldn’t even smell the cat scent you had with how dirty you were. Yet in your hands you carried your little sister, she seemed barely alive, you had used your claws to help her get out and you cleaned her up, but she was still blind and helpless and needed a true mother

you looked at the two teen boys who seemed slightly older than you as you shot out words in a panic and quickly “may I get a job please!” the two silver haired wolf pups looked at the small pup, or kitten in this case, the sister cat had a specific cooling of fur, and instead the eyes you normally had were a different color