06-02-2012, 08:58 PM
Kayden smiled and laughed, "Thank you, little one. I have another son that's your age." His smile disappeared, "What's going to happen to him?" He ran a hand through his hair.
Aza growled and laid against the bed, still as can be, "He is all alone, he's only seven! I still thank whatever deity above that Father taught him how to take care of himself. No one will take in a young orphaned cat!"