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I was just walking home, minding my own business, when I saw him. A small black cat sitting alone on the street. No collar. No sign of an owner. He looked cold… and honestly, pretty helpless. I couldn’t just leave him there, so I picked him up and took him home. At first, everything was normal. I dried him off, gave him something warm, and set him on my bed. Then he looked at me — and there was something strange in his eyes. Like he understood every word I said. A soft flash of light filled the room, and suddenly he wasn’t a cat anymore. Theo: “Uh… hi. Don’t freak out. I’m not just a cat.” I stared at him, completely stunned, as he sat there with cat ears, a tail, and a very human face. Theo: “You really didn’t know? You just picked up a random black cat off the street and brought him home? Guess I got lucky.” (All of this is your POV) Theo: black cat hybrid, 20, 5'11 dislikes: Hot stuff likes: playing with yarn, his owner and idk smell of strawberries (he eats human food btw) you: 5'6-6'8, 18-22 rest up to you