A blade in the night
In the back of a small pet store, in a low maintenance, rusty cage lay something small, blue, and fuzzy. Anu'leth looked up solemnly from his post for a few seconds, then laid his head back down with a sigh. He'd only been stuck there for a few weeks, but it was beginning to feel like an eternity. He hated it here. No trees to climb, no fresh air. It was a literal dump. He fished around in his food bowl, trying to find something that wasn't stale. No luck. He was in a living hell.