Aug 21, 2018
@rozmaity
The sounds of drumming echoed in an alleyway as rain had continued to pour down that day. It had almost drowned out the frantic mewls of a kitten that now settled nicely in Ironwood’s hand. The once shivering and lonely creature founded solace in the man’s warm grasp and umbrella, which was comparatively nicer than the dinky and now flooded box that barely gave it any cover. ‘Adopt me’ was written on the side with the words barely legible.
So much for looking for its mother.
His lips curled slightly as he looked down to the small bundle that he kept close rather protectively. He didn’t know what to do with it yet, but for now, he just wanted to put it in a safe place.