Somewhere on the rainy streets of London, a car skidded as it slammed on brakes. A white and orange cat darted out from in front of the car and sprinted to the safety of a nearby alleyway. The cat hissed as he was forced to walk through a large puddle to get to shelter, a dumpster in the corner. Once out of the puddle, the cat shook the water off each of his paws then trotted to the dumpster.
He slipped under the dumpster and out of the rain. The cat turned and started licking his back dry, but he stopped when he heard a small noise. Looking up, he was face to face with a small kitten.
The kitten's white fur was soaking wet and its eyes were wide with fear. The cat looked at it closer and noticed its ribs showed through its fur. He also noticed that its tail was brown and it had a mane of brown fur around its neck, similar to a lion.
"There isn't anything I can do for it," The cat thought, and he turned aroundand started crawling back out, "I should go find someplace else to stay the night." He stopped right at the entrance when he felt a pressure on his tail. He turned around and saw the kitten had its jaws clamped firmly on his tail.
The kitten's eyes burned like blue fire. "Wait. Stay with me," the kitten mumbled around orange tail fur. The cat stared at the kitten, his green eyes staring into the depths of the kitten's fierce blue ones.
A moment passed before the cat nodded and crawled over to the kitten. The kitten snuggled up close with its chin on the cat's back, and was asleep in a few moments. The cat laid his head down on his paws, and then everything went black...