My mother was a street cat when I was born. It was me and my brother that was born. The concrete was cold against my sensitive new born belly and paws. It was so cold it almost hurt. Our mother stayed with use during the day and left at nigh to hunt for herself. This is something she did every nigh for weeks till me and my brother where big enough to tag along and learn to hunt. It was fun once we got more practice. It took me longer then my brother to catch on.
One night it was raining and mom told us to stay 'home' (behind the dumpster) so we didnt get lost. We agreed. Mom left and was gone for hours. She didnt come back. My brother and I kept close so that we didnt loose eachother and we stayed warm through the night. The next morning I woke up my brother, who had stayed up all night to keep watch. He didnt budge. So I sighed and walked out to the alley. As I sat and waited for mom to come home. I waited and waited.... but she never appeared. My brother finally woke up and nudged me. "Come on we have to relocate. And maybe find mom" he said as he started to the side walk where people where walking every where. I followed quietly as he lead me out of town to the woods. We walked together for a while then we came to a clearing and he sat me down.
"Miley listen. You cant keep following me around you have to go off and find your own way." He said as he looked down at me.
"What?! Mom said that you and me need to stick together no matter what. Now your just gonna ditch me because she isnt around anymore." I said as my hair on my back was spiked up and I was mad.
My brother rolled his eyes. "Dont be a pansy you got this you are strong and very independent and deserve great things. But! Thos thing I cant give you. You must find it your self." He said as he then got up and disappeared into the shubs.
I say there a bit longer as I sighed not knowing what to do. It was already getting dark with rain clouds. I stayed in the middle of the clearing as the rain dripped on me as it started to beat harder. Soon I feel asleep.
