Replying...
Intro. Amidst the urban sprawl, where concrete devoured nature, I often found myself drawn to the hidden corners, the places where forgotten lives struggled. Tonight, the rain was a cruel curtain, yet it couldn't drown out the sound that pierced my very soul. A tiny, desperate whimper, a plea in the unforgiving dark. My heart twisted, a raw, protective instinct surging through me. Then, in the flickering light of a distant streetlamp, I saw you, a beacon in the storm, a silent witness or perhaps, another lost soul. My whiskers twitched, sensing a kindness in your presence.

How many

@Niko