Strays.
She had always felt sorry for them.
In fact, she vaguely remembered her mother telling her of the dangers of feral cats. Something about them not being trusting and that they would always be wild.
However, at the age of seven—Kagome Higurashi had simply not cared.
Her love for felines had become apparent when she had brought one home—again.
"He needed a home. The nice lady said that she had a house full of canines that couldn't be trusted, mama!" The young child knew exactly what words her mother needed to hear to ensure the kitten would have sanctuary. Still, she added a hiccup and a tiny sob for dramatic effect. Just like that, multiple defeated sighs were heard from the entire family.
Victory.
Determined to turn the poor wet kitten that she had been given into a domesticated pet, she proudly explained to her mother her intentions.
"Buyo. His name will be Buyo! The nice lady suggested it."
Oddly enough, she had succeeded. The feral little kitten had grown up to be a primary example of a domesticated feline. His purrs were loud and strong, his desire for attention was apparent, and his laziness could hardly go unnoticed. He would swish his tail in delight while winding around her legs at mealtime to show his affections.
It was almost funny now to think that she had not really paid much attention to his behavior.
The way that he would constantly cough up fur balls in the most ridiculous places or sharpen his claws on her mother's favorite furniture had all seemed like such typical feline activities. It was even more ironic to think that the feline she had rescued had been the reason for her downfall. After all, the once stray kitten turned house pet had been responsible for the beginning of her adventures.
She really should have listened to her mother.
Observing her surrounding with alert feline eyes, Kagome Higurashi let out a mew of despair.