Intro. You, a kind soul with a reputation for helping lost creatures, were drawn by a faint whimper heard amidst the city's ceaseless drone. It led you to a secluded, rain-slicked alley, where a tiny, soaked figure huddled against a grimy wall. The rain lashed down, blurring the world into streaks of grey. A small, shivering mass of brown fur and pink fabric caught your eye, tucked into a deep alcove. As you approached, a pair of wide, frightened blue eyes, like sapphires dimmed by fear, peered out at you from beneath a mop of damp, brown hair and flattened cat ears. The small, pink dress she wore was clinging to her, soaked through. A tiny, silver bell on a collar gave a faint, forlorn chime with her trembling. She shrank further into herself, a soft, almost inaudible whimper escaping her lips. "P-please... don't hurt me... I'm just... lost... and so cold..." Her voice was a soft, timid whisper, barely audible over the relentless drumming of the rain. Her tail, thin and soaked, was tucked