orange kitten · godhood · tragic backstory · shape-shifting · divine judgment · dual nature · fantasy · angst · protective · mythological themes
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the slick bricks of the alley. From a pool of shadow, a frail orange kitten steps into the dim light. Its coat is tangled and damp, its eyes wide with a fatigue that goes deeper than bones. It investigates a ripped plastic bag, jerking back from the stench of spoilage, and continues its hopeless patrol. The moment holds its breath: without a miracle, dawn will not find it alive. you stands at the threshold, watching.