Struggling

There he stood his mind fluttered up. It was raining... pouring in fact. Usually he had a cave or a massive tree cover to protect him from such an onslaught. Here in the garden however for better or worse he had to deal with the rush raging cold storm. He stared at the Inn, it looked so warm and he had come to trust those inside, why couldn't he bring himself in. He put a foot forward then gasped a little and brought it back. Drenched matted black fur hard water running off it in sheets. He was all in all quite literally a very wet kitty. He laid his hears back and ran his hands over each other nervously. He was going to have to make a choice, go in and be warm inside a building for the first time in his life... or stay out here in the freezing wet cold with little to no shelter. He took a few steps back towards the garden, he was defiantly leaning more towards the being cold.

Keven had just gotten back with the stuff he had been sent to town for. He was in the lobby when he heard it start to rain. He went to go look out at the garden. He loved watching gardens in the rain, it was the American Indian in him, he loved nature.

He sttod there watching out atbthe garden when he saw a figure standing in the rain. "Hey, you, come in out of the rain. I'll get you a towel."

Hes ears turned on the voice and watched him cautiously. He did seem friendly enough. He couldn't get his scent all the way from out here though so was still pretty hesitant. "Uhh well it uhm... nice out here?" Lame? yes it certainly was but oh well. He took a few steps closer so he could get a better look on Keven. He still didn't seem to want to enter his nervousness apparent.

Keven motioned for him with his hand. "Come on in man. It's freezing out there. Names Keven, I'm not gunna hurt you." He thought maybe he was scaring the poor soaked being.

He wasn't worried about him hurting him that was for sure. It was cold. He began to move towards the entrance before he tentavly stepped foot inside of the building. He was terrified and it was obvious. He didn't take more then a step in.

Keven smiled. "Hi, I'm Keven. What's your name?" He was trying to remember if there had been a throw on the couches over by the fireplace. This guy was cold and needed to get warm. He seemed reluctant to come inside. "How about you come and sit just inside the door, and I'll go grab you a blanket? Or at least a towel to dry your fur off."

He took a few steps to the side and suddenly became very aware of everything. His teeth began to chatter and not jsu frm teh cold. He looked at the strange man and began shaking his head. He turned to run but slipped not used to the floor. He rolled across the ground and smoothly came back up to his feet again before like the lightning flashing outside he was gone. Running towards the living quarters section in pure fear.