Hey people. Not really cheerful today… I just want to get on with the story. I own nothing.
Strays, we were nothing but strays, our only mission was to survive. Our lives were the same everyday, searching for food, resting, fighting with other animals. We never thought we would get anything better. It was just because we had no owner, no family to call our own. Both of us were complete opposites, yet true brothers. You didn't need family, no-one to trust, except me. You were hardened and had a heart made out of stone that nobody but me could break. I needed humans to take care of me, to love me, I couldn't be on my own for one second. You respected my differences and we decided that, whatever the consequences, we would always be together. We had entered the parking lot of a not-so-known company, in search for something to eat when it happened. Two people working from the building stepped out. They were human women, kind of short, talking and having laughs, walking casually toward their rightful cars. We learnt to stay away from them when they're moving so we darted away from it. All of a sudden, you had alerted me about an ice cream wrapper on the sidewalk. My hunger got carried away as I darted straight toward the wrapper, licking it forgetting about the humans watching.
"Ruka," You meowed to me, fear and caution intertwined in your voice.
I couldn't hear you, now it was just hunger controlling me. I didn't think straight, but that could have been the thing that saved us, or maybe led us to our cruel fate.
Hey, stay tuned for the next chapter. Sayonara, ppl.