10-19-2018, 12:06 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 70%; text-align: justify;"]He had been commanded to stay put and not set a foot outside of the camp's boundaries. Rodion halfheartedly agreed to this, too afraid to actually leave this place and knowing he would make a wonderful snack for any hoot owls nearby. It had been a couple days since he had been dropped off, a couple of days filled with tears and sorrow. Someone had finally told him his mother was, perhaps, not coming back, but that everyone here was his family. The idea of having a large support network was a bit comforting, but he greatly missed his mother. Out of sheer fear and the overwhelming amounts of emotion flooding through him, the feline stayed within his assigned room. Occasionally, some kind strangers had stopped by with some supplies for him, a couple blankets, some little toys to keep him entertained, and sometimes a little bit of food. Rodion had never been weaned off of his mother's milk when she had left him, but he was old enough that eating actual food would become beneficial.
Curled up among the blankets gifted to him, little Rodi had begun to drift off for his mid-morning nap when a sudden noise woke him. Lifting his head, his eyes looked to a dirty picture on the wall as it slightly began to swing side-to-side. He pinned his ears back, trying to make sense of this. It stopped, but only a few seconds later did the picture suddenly fly off the wall, aiming right for him. Scrambling to his tiny paws, the kitten tried to run away, but the pictured managed to tag his back end, making him spin around. Tears began to well up in his eyes with fear and everything else in the room started to move and came for him. Emitting a loud shriek, Rodion raced out up his room and out into the sun light, his heart beating frantically. "T-there's someone in my room! Help!"
Curled up among the blankets gifted to him, little Rodi had begun to drift off for his mid-morning nap when a sudden noise woke him. Lifting his head, his eyes looked to a dirty picture on the wall as it slightly began to swing side-to-side. He pinned his ears back, trying to make sense of this. It stopped, but only a few seconds later did the picture suddenly fly off the wall, aiming right for him. Scrambling to his tiny paws, the kitten tried to run away, but the pictured managed to tag his back end, making him spin around. Tears began to well up in his eyes with fear and everything else in the room started to move and came for him. Emitting a loud shriek, Rodion raced out up his room and out into the sun light, his heart beating frantically. "T-there's someone in my room! Help!"