[Poggio]

Niaz let out a small moan, there was something small black and furry latched to his face. When he pulled it off he sneezed again, recognizing it as ... that boy's cat. He could hear the soft voice of the boy down the alley way and his shadow emerged in a coat. Niaz looked around, his cake he was carrying was still in one piece. Slowly he picked himself up and petted the kitten that was shivering in a cold ball in his arms. "Yo!" He called out.