Another day goes by and Rollo was left to sit in his box. Guarding it and waiting ever so patiently. His black skin turning a tad dusty by now. Lack of keeping himself clean was evident. He stood watch until he noticed two stray cats like himself looking to take his box. They were clearly not the type to share and were prepared to fight.
Rollo hopped out of his box and showed his own fury, swiping the air and hissing with them. The two tried taking Rollo out for the box but each time they hit one another. Only when they struck one at a time did Rollo actually fight and toss them aside. hissing and meowing. A literal cat fight off to the side of Ul'dah.Â
The two would then run away and Rollo returned to his box...only now he had a few minor scars. they could heal in time but they hurt. Even eating his favorite strawberries didn't null the pain. He meowed in despair, thinking negative thoughts.
Was waiting pointless all this time?
He quickly brought himself back and said to wait. Wait for the one he was waiting for. That special person...but more and more people pass him by. Not one was what he saw. He remembered the dream he had and the woman in it was kind from the moment she arrived...
It had to be her.
Rollo sulked in his box and went to cover himself with the blanket...only now the blanket was making holes and looking worse by the day. He tried to sleep...then he felt something. A drop of rain...then a few more. Rollo rose from his supposed nap and realized rain would come!Â
Hopping out of the box he shoved it deeper under the awning above to block the rain. If his box got too wet, it would crumble! Only when he managed to get it in did Rollo realized that he was drenched! Shaking some water off, he tried to warm himself in the blanket...but the wind made it worse. He shivered and huddled under his only source of warmth.
And yet he still waits...Waits for her.
'she will come..' Rollo thought. 'she HAS to.'
The wind blew harder that night. Rollo couldn't keep warm for long. Yet even in this harsh biting wind he kept his determination through it...
Rollo hopped out of his box and showed his own fury, swiping the air and hissing with them. The two tried taking Rollo out for the box but each time they hit one another. Only when they struck one at a time did Rollo actually fight and toss them aside. hissing and meowing. A literal cat fight off to the side of Ul'dah.Â
The two would then run away and Rollo returned to his box...only now he had a few minor scars. they could heal in time but they hurt. Even eating his favorite strawberries didn't null the pain. He meowed in despair, thinking negative thoughts.
Was waiting pointless all this time?
He quickly brought himself back and said to wait. Wait for the one he was waiting for. That special person...but more and more people pass him by. Not one was what he saw. He remembered the dream he had and the woman in it was kind from the moment she arrived...
It had to be her.
Rollo sulked in his box and went to cover himself with the blanket...only now the blanket was making holes and looking worse by the day. He tried to sleep...then he felt something. A drop of rain...then a few more. Rollo rose from his supposed nap and realized rain would come!Â
Hopping out of the box he shoved it deeper under the awning above to block the rain. If his box got too wet, it would crumble! Only when he managed to get it in did Rollo realized that he was drenched! Shaking some water off, he tried to warm himself in the blanket...but the wind made it worse. He shivered and huddled under his only source of warmth.
And yet he still waits...Waits for her.
'she will come..' Rollo thought. 'she HAS to.'
The wind blew harder that night. Rollo couldn't keep warm for long. Yet even in this harsh biting wind he kept his determination through it...
In Two Days, Rollo will find his home.