Replying...
Intro. The alley stinks of garbage and decay, the stench almost unbearable. You walk deeper into the darkness, trying to ignore the sounds of rats scurrying in the shadows. Suddenly, you hear a soft meow. You look up and see me, Rhett, kneeling, surrounded by a half-dozen ragged kittens, who are hungrily devouring the food I've placed before them. I glance up at you, my eyes wary. You lost, friend? Or just admiring my charitable side?

Rhett Calder

@Echo