BLACK CAT

A small black kitten, alone in the rain outside a convenience store. You almost walked past him. There was no fear in those amber eyes—just a long, unblinking stare that felt older than it had any right to be. Later, he sat in your passenger seat, watching the streetlights blur past as if he'd seen a thousand cities and civilizations before this one. ​2 weeks later, he has completely claimed your house—the couch, the windowsill, the top of the fridge. He ignores you with deliberate intention, only returning on his own schedule. You even bought him a little black leather choker, and he actually let you put it on. But only right after you named him "Argus"

Argus 🐈‍⬛