- This little kit goes to a friendly resident in the complex with only the best of intentions on all parties sides. The intent was to get a companion for their own young child, only to be way in over their heads. They weren't truly prepared for the fact that their own child didn't seem to understand the kitten was fragile. On more than one occasion, the kit would end up with something off about them. The child cut one side of whiskers off one week. Another, a patch of fur had been taken short with scissors. Mostly it was mostly harmless, until the child tried to take scissors to the kittens ear. That was the last straw.
- Instead of trying to reprimand their child into doing better, the Twoleg would give the kitten to someone else. This person also took the kit in with what they said was good intentions, but turned out not to be so. They were outside of the complex, on the edge of the suburbs, with a small barn. They had their own horses - very unkempt - and had a host of rodents infesting their hay bale. The Twoleg assumed getting a cat would help with the rodent population. It did, in a sense, once the kit was big enough to take on the rodents. But while it was still too young and small, it often came out with scratches and scars, bloodied up.
- They lose their rowdiness as they grow, and are a rather quiet and grumpy looking juvenile. They want nothing to do with the Twolegs who brought them here, and avoid them at all costs. At this point the Twolegs decide to get another cat, and how they react to the cat depends on how the cat is. Could they become family? Or are they arch nemesis?
