my lore.
on march 9, 2009, the universe was blessed with my birth. I was put in foster care as a baby. my Mother Maya would visit me with 2 other randos that looked like her. I have been emo and antisocial since birth, so I hate most people. but Mother is chill. I was adopted in may of that year for Mother’s 6th bday. for my first 13 years of life, I lived in a giant house with Mother and those freaks that looked like her. one other normal cat lived there when I moved in. he was okay I guess but would always steal MY FOOD!!! there were also these huge insane cats that barked. I hated them. a few weeks after I moved in, Mother put me in a drawer. it was quite comfy for me, which Mother seemed to pick up on, so she shut me in the dresser. I was chilling for like 6 hours. then one of the freaks that looked like her took me out of there. sadly, Mother has never put me in another drawer in the 15 years since, but now we live in an epic house with some other freaks who give me a weirdly large amount of attention.
hiding spot.
