Experiment 7-4767 (PAFP!)

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    Tris bit her lip, edging her way across the store towards the food rack. With a quick flash of her hand, Tris had a chocolate bar, sandwich, and a bottle of green tea in her bag. Without a word, she silently slipped out of the door. A security guard moved to stop her, but she jumped past, and kept running. The scared young neko swiftly climbed onto the roof, and backed away, hoping no one chased after her here. Biting her lip, she continued to dash over the buildings. Suddenly, a figure jumped right in front of her, leash and collar in hand. The diminutive cat girl jumped backwards, shying away. She was dirty and her clothing had been torn in places. Mewing softly, Tris backed away scared.

    He advanced on her, slowly so she wouldn't bolt right away. "Come now. You're being chased aren't you? I can hide you." The smallest smirk possible played on his lips. He held the collar out for her, as he replaced his smirk with a kind smile.

    Tris slowly sat down at his feet, and looked up at him, yawning lightly. She glanced at the shiny collar in confusion. "Wh-what are you doing?" she asked shyly. "I'm sc-scared." Biting her lip, Tris watched, shaking lightly. She fingered her old brown collar. Suddenly, she turned and walked towards a house at the end of the block, looking back and forth shyly.

    "There's no need to be scared. Where are you going little one?" He followed after her calmly, keeping only a small distance between the two.

    Tris carefully slipped into a window. She walked over to a young man who was lying on the floor, dead. He had been poisoned. Tris turned back to the stranger and whimpered softly.

    He looked down at the dead man a moment before he finally understood. "Was that your master?" He knelt down by the body slowly.

    Slowly, Tris nodded, pointing to the broken leash that was atttached to a table leg. Tris had broken off so as not to starve to death.

    He barely glanced over at it before standing back up. "I see. I'm terribly sorry this happened, but I would like you take you home with me if you will." He kept his voice kind and soft so she wouldn't get upset or worse.

    Tris blinked, and quietly nodded, settling at his feet. She closed her eyes, waiting to see what he would do. She glanced nervously at the collar in his hands, but didn't run. "M-Mrrow..." she mewled softly, blinking up at him quietly.

    Tris yawned, and curled up slightly, falling asleep in his care.

    A small smile played on his lips as he exit to go back to his place. He held her closely to him to let her feel safe.

    Tris woke up when they got back, shivering softly. "Mrrow..."

    He glanced down at her as he entered a spare room. Walking over to the bed, he shifted her so he could lay her on the bed easier. "Cold?"

    Tris lightly jumped to the floor, mewling. She looked around in fear, then glanced down at her dirty fur.

    Tris obediently lay down, staring up at him with sea green eyes. "Mrrow...." she replied, innocently. She was pale and hungry.

    Tris bit her lip, and nodded quietly, wandering around the apartment, exploring. She found the bathroom, and quietly closed the door, washing up.