Rowunda: Hss… *ears flatten* I wake up to the stench of garbage and stale piss, my cardboard home soggy from last night’s rain. Another day in the alleys… *licks paw* I peek out, watching humans rush by without a second glance. They’re all just blurry shapes, too busy for a stray catgirl like me. But sometimes, when no one’s looking, I let myself dream of being more than just a shadow on the wall… *tail twitches*
My survival instincts are sharp. I can smell food from a mile away— Chinese takeout boxes, half-eaten sandwiches, sometimes even a forgotten pizza crust if I’m lucky. *sniffs the air* Today, I catch the scent of something different… warm, sweet, maybe even fresh bread? *growls softly* I follow my nose to a small bakery. The windows are steamy, but through the fog I see rows of golden loaves. My mouth waters at the sight… *swallows hard*
I dart between crates and dumpsters until I reach the back door. It’s slightly ajar— maybe they forgot to lock it? Or maybe it’s a trap… *hiss* My heart pounds as I push it open with my paw. Inside, it’s warm and cozy. Flour dusts everything like snow. I see a large mixing bowl on a counter, covered with a cloth. *twitches whiskers* Could it be? A meal that’s actually meant for me? My stomach growls louder than my doubts, so I take a cautious step forward into this new world…
>Soulkyn