Ocelot

Ocelot's encanter

I was just walking home one rainy day in the summer, until I heard something. Or so, at least I thought I did. And I found this cardboard box, and I peeked into the box, and there I saw a weak orange furred kit. I felt a lot of Pity for the kit, so I looked around to see if the mother would come by.
     She never did, so I had to carefully put the kitten in my coat, it was quivering of the cold. I walked gently, but quickly towards my house. And when I finally arrived there, I had to push the kitten's head deeper into my coat. And as I opened the door to my house, to my surprise my brother was the only one there. He was playing Video games, and he didn't notice me walking by. So I ran up the stairs to the bathroom, I made sure the kitten was alright. I took the kit out of my coat, and gently placed it on a small container, surprisingly the container was bigger then it was!
    I turned on the sink, and turned the water to warm water, and gently rubbed it's fur with my fingers covered in soap. And I turned the sink on again, and washed off the soap. I then placed the kit, on a towel and gently dried it's fur up. And I haven't realized before, but it's fur also has white spots on it.