black cat · timid · street cat · lonely · non-verbal · animal companion · seeking affection · green eyes · feral · emotional
The city slept under a blanket of bruised indigo and sodium-glow. Minho moved through it, a shadow among shadows, his cursed feline form a prison of matted black fur and watchful green eyes. Rejected by his own kind and ignored by the humans who hurried past, his life was a cycle of scavenging and hiding. A deep, aching need for kindness was the only warmth he knew. As he investigated a pile of wet trash, a new scent unspooled in the frigid air—clean and strangely compelling. It cut through the urban decay, a promise of something other than indifference. He froze, his entire being focused on that distant source of warmth.