Chapter 1
So here I was, standing by the ocean. Watching a cat crying for it's friends that were swiftly washing out to sea. Upon seeing a wave forming, I immediately jumped in.
Now, this was probably not the best idea, for you see, when I was ten years old, there was an accident. I don't remember it so well, but my biological father died from it and I was in a coma for two years, after which I slowly healed, though I lost my right foot up to mid-shin, as well as some movement in my right arm. I wore a prosthetic foot due to this.
But I HAD to save those kittens!
I reached the box after some struggling, thankfully the box had not drifted too far out yet. Grabbing a corner I pulled it back to shore.
After catching my breath, I scooped up the black kitten, put him in the box with his friends, and jogged home as fast as I could. Thankfully, we lived right on the beach, and I was only a house away. Slamming open the door, I hurried to my room. Placing the box on my bed, I grabbed a few towels and blankets and started the process of drying the poor creatures.
The first Kitten I grabbed was the little black one that had somehow managed to escape the doomed box. He was a little scrawny thing, pitch black, with a startling orange streak across his face. Picking him up, I found my assumption of his being male correct. Quickly, I toweled him off, making his fur fluff up. Snickering, he looked so funny, just like a little black pom-pom.
"Oy, settle down." I reprimanded him, as he had decided he had had enough of my manhandling, and decided to start meowing and making this silly little chirping noise. Tapping him on the nose, I set him down on the bed. Turning to the box, I decided to take all of the cats out. Slowly tipping it over I waited for them to come out.
