It was a day just like any other. Americat was, although not meaning to, beating you up. His games were way to rough for a delicate kitty like you. And when he told you to stop he didn't, he just didn't seem to understand that you weren't a strong cat like him.
The 'games' were getting worse and worse as the cold war went on. Americat told you you had to be ready in case you were attacked and his 'games' got tougher and tougher until you couldn't take it anymore.
You ran away.
Ran away from Loudmouth and Americat. It was freezing outside, before you were never allowed outside and were bred for an indoor cat's life. But desperate times called for desperate measures.
You mewed pitifully as you bumped into something hard. It was a large brown cat with lots of fur. "Please don't hurt me."
"I won't hurt you," he said smiling. Your natural instincts told you otherwise.
"P-please, I don't have any food I swear. I haven't eaten in days," you whimpered.
The large cat licked your forehead kindly and then picked you up by the skin behind your neck. He carried you in his teeth to a large house. "Stay here, da?"
You nodded, still scared. The large cat went inside and returned with a huge human in wearing a long scarf. "Is this her?" the large cat nodded. "Oh, hello there little one." The man spoke with a Russian accent. "Good thing you found her Russicat, she needs food. Don't you?" He picked you up and held you like a baby. Mewing happily at the warmth you snuggled closer to his chest trying to get warmer. The man brought you inside. "I'll bring some catfood."
"Are you feeling better?" asked Russicat.
Nodding slowly you focused your (e/c) eyes on him, "Thank you."
"__________, do you want to stay?"
You nodded vigorously, "Please." He walked over and licked your cheek.
"I know you used to belong to Loudmouth." You tensed. "Don't worry; I won't hurt you like Americat did." He purred happily while burying his face in your shoulder. "I like you ___________, you are very special to me."
"Da," he smiled and licked your nose. You giggled and licked his nose back.
"You're really sweet."
"I'll protect you ____________," said Russicat settling himself next to you, "I promise."
Loudmouth = Cat's name for America (says it all doesn't it?)