A light grey kitten with a blue ribbon tied around its neck - loose enough to not chafe, but snug enough that it wouldn't get caught on anything - ran up, pausing at a safe distance before plopping down on its haunches and watching him inquisitively.

Its owner was some distance behind, nibbling on a Snickers bar. It had become a lunchtime routine for Gabriel now; lunch tended to consist of something like Snickers or a granola bar while spending time with the cats, particularly the attention-demanding Earl Grey. Ta-Miu was asleep in his room, preferring to spend the evenings and nights outside, though by dawn he usually woke to find her curled up at the foot of his bed.