The stray Little Black Cat roamed the woods, only ever coming out at night.
Occasionally, it would see the colorful neon lights of the distant city and the Pet Beasts flying in the sky through gaps in the trees.
It would always stop in its tracks, unable to resist gazing at the lights and the Pet Beasts in the sky.
Sometimes, it thought, 'Maybe Master will come back tomorrow.'
But as time went on, its memory of its master began to fade, and its body grew weaker.
Its world was very small, and there was so much it didn't understand. Its master hadn't taught it so many things.
The unknown brought fear. To it, the outside world seemed both beautiful and dangerous.
If not for the need to survive, it would never have dared to venture into that world.
Its master had gone out into that world and never returned.
It was afraid that if it left, it would never find its way home again, and it wouldn't be there when its master came back.
