⯌ TW: Mentions of death, loss, ect ⯌ ⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌⯌ "My name? Something many have forgotten. My life? Barely mattered overall. But still, maybe I have somewhere left to go..." Those were the words Dainty told us as we ran for our lives into the empty streets. We tossed out the past quicker than a guest of wind. No way out from the world, yet we couldn't survive alone. Lucky for us, we had each other. Hi. My name's Twenty. I'm a two season old kitten. So's my sibling, Four. Four uses they/them, so I call them my sibling. I use she/her. Just for the record. But anyway, we had found a new way of life. Always on the move. We didn't stop for more than a night or two. But I still had a home. And that place was with Four. I do hope we can keep going like this. It's getting hard. But with them at y side, I know we can make it.
