Sawtooth Spire And if I diagnosed the pain in my life

He really was weird.
Like, hella weird. The drawling, boring voice spoke to Derg. Not in a good way though. Like, more of a  'Get the hell away from me' sort of tone.
He kept eyeing the feline, wondering if just running away was easier.

His head tilted at his first tone. What had he heard?
Was he about to die or some shit?
But no. He just thought that is was some stero type.

"Most of the time, cats only come to steal our food, or make us food."
And it wasn't something he was very ready to deal with.
He wondered what his real intention was, or was he just...young? Stupid?
He truly didn't know, and likely wouldn't until it was too late.