The old man peered up from his book as the door opened. He smiled as his wife crossed the threshold of their doorway, snuggling a scrawny black kitten. She had to squeeze through the front door, which wouldn’t quite open all the way, due to boxes from a pet food delivery stacked in front of the door. The other occupants of the home ran towards Lady to see what she had brought home. The little kitten mewed and the other cats meowed loudly. “Where you find that un?” the old man drawled. “Down the road, I think she’s hurt” Lady replied with a hint of sadness in her voice. The old man grimaced as if in pain himself. “Bring’er ‘ere Lady, lemme lookitter an see”
Blessed by Bast
I was hesitant to put this out without the accompanying artwork, but I fear it may not be finished until next year. Once it's done I'll add it
This is the artwork that goes with this story!