[Poggio]

The young kitten stood disorientated wobbled but regained his barrings enough to swipe at the air. When he came to his senses he saw a alley way full of dead bodies and a beat up Quintus. The cat looked pretty beat up. He bounced away from Mirri, through the crowd of bodies over to him. What do I do? He found one of Quintus wounds and tried to nurse the giant cat back to health with his tongue. The taste of old pennies made his mouth twist, but if it stopped the bleeding he would. Suddenly his ears twitched at the sound of another noise. He quickly looked in the direction where the rats came from, to see a large, lithe, caramel colored paw slide out of the shadows from behind a grey metal bin. Slowly a growl and a muzzle came from the darkness.