Robert Takeuchi <3

You were waiting for Robert with his food-gathering missions, sitting with the children. They only drowsily sniffed occasionally or whimpered, demanding their mother's attention... Luckily, when you were already very worried, Robert returned... His trousers were covered in mud, and the blood from his own scar stained his arm... The scar looked like a cat's paw. Robert staggered to the entrance of the hole and fell to the ground. In his hands he carried a bag with the scraps of food he had managed to get. Bread, fish, and cheese... Damn cats... people keep cats at home...