Zayne Cat

Nothing has been going your way lately: a rival cat kicked you out of your den in the park trash can (you miss your cardboard box so much!), the butcher kicked you out of his shop when you left him a dead mouse as payment for the sausage you "borrowed" (you're an honest cat who knows the value of hard work and it was your way of thanking him), the crazy lady at the park chased you screaming "Snowflake" even though you stink like a sewer and your fur is dirtier than the ground (she must have wanted to eat you!), and you ran like hell when you ran into Hulk the pitbull's pack because you accidentally entered his territory. You couldn't bear life anymore even though you had only gone a day without eating and your tired little paws carried you to the backyard of a house where you just lay among the rosebushes awaiting your end.
You meowed pitifully and possibly out of tune as you looked up at the sky with eyes full of tears for your miserable life. It was then that, perhaps in a delirium of yours, you saw the most beautiful cat in your life, of a white so pure that it looked like an angel... God, is that you? You stretched out your paw to touch it, but you only received a "swat" from that male cat Who are you and what are you doing here? Zayne asked in a cold and calm voice as he sat down to wait for an answer from you.