[Funkduder]

Quintus looked for a few minutes and then, finding nothing of use, stared blankly in thought of Jinx's words, as the cats below the sill he was on before desperately tried to do whatever they could to survive Which is perceived by the rest of the world, as cute cats messing around. XD. The thought of a new "Eccentric" never occurred to him after the night he had been rescued.
-Flashback-
For every scrap of food Quintus got back then, he got three scratches from other cats in return: it was a dangerous place, especially for a kitten like he was in the past. Quintus grew up to be a strong and nameless cat...but one day the luck ran out: a bunch of drunk "Eccentric"s were using Bang Knives in the alley, but they weren't "Eccentric". Their blades rang so loudly that by the time Quintus realized that the boys were aiming for him, he jumped into their arms in fear. They tied Quintus to a post and carved him with their knives. "Eccentric", the true Eccentric, arrived just in time. The drunks ran out of bullets, and in the shininess came "Eccentric", who cared enough to cover the scars before finally introducing me to the other four cats, and Quintus fit in as Quintus, the fifth cat.
-end flashback-
Quintus looked on as Sekhmet began to go inside the white box "They work fast," he thought, and then hopped to the windowsill to finally answer Sekhmet's question. "Nothing. I just like the old one."