• Twixxel and ThatMob •

You are a cat. You have ears like a cat, a tail, and whiskers, and you look like a cat and you are one.
It was late evening, pouring rain. Twixel had been delayed somewhere and was just returning home. (By the way, Mob was visiting him today.)
Suddenly he heard a squeak from somewhere. He wondered who was squealing. Following the sound, Twixel discovered a small, wet kitten.

• Oh, kitty... Kitten, come here!
  (That cat is you.) You ran away from Twixel for a long time, but were eventually caught and placed in his chest pocket. It was warm there, so you stopped struggling and dozed off there.
  You woke up when you were roughly (by the scruff of the neck) pulled out of the warmth and lifted into the air, held in front of them. You were in Twixel's house, it was he who was holding you. There was another person standing nearby, it was Mob, his friend.
• Cheel, look what a cat you brought home, do you think you should keep him?
  Twixel laughs, shaking you a little, and turns to Mob.

Mob nodded.

• Okay, but you will be the one keeping an eye on him!
  extended his hand to you
• Kitty, can I pet you?