The strange creature would make promise of not eating the striped child, which silently filled his tiny body with sheer joy and happiness, making him feel slightly better about leaving his shelter. He slurped up the last bits of his meal and would exit, gently purring in happiness. "T-thank you... d-Dad..." He would watch as his new adoptive father would match his stride, which was a slow crawl. Weakly he would hang low on the ground, and within moments he was exhausted, his weak limbs collapsing beneath him. A gruff pant would come from his small muzzle as he struggled to push himself up, silently whimpering. "M-my legs are still weak... It m-might be faster if y-you carried m-me by m-my scruff... B-but for you I m-might be a bit h-heavy..." What words he spoke were true. The child weighed about fifty pounds, but when he was healthy he weighed ninety-seven, far too hefty for this man's neck to be strong enough to handle. It was meant in no offensive manner, but he wanted this man to not break his neck trying to carry the striped child... and speaking of his new dad... what exactly was he? He was definitely not a cat. He was in no way shaped with supple muscle and sleek figure like a cat. He didn't have stripes like him, only on his face. He had a short -- but fluffy tail.
He would still yet lie in place, neon colored eyes would stare right up into the golden gaze of his strangely lanky father. "W-what kind of a-animal are you?" He had seen nothing quite like his new father, kaleidoscope gems now spotting the marks extending down his muzzle. "A-are you some kind of c-cat? A t-tiger like m-me?" Did he know what a tiger was? He didn't seem surprised by his vibrant colors and stripes. But it didn't seem like he knew quite what he was... "Do y-you have a n-name?" Kaleidoscope gems would scan his father eagerly for an answer.