The kid was a runaway, a "glitch" in the system trying to find a safe haven called The Garden. Maya knew it well; it was where she had first felt safe enough to transition, both in gender and in species. "Climb on," Maya said, gesturing to her back.
The neon lights of the city always looked a little softer through the twitching, tufted ears of a calico. t girl cat
"Hey," the kid called out. "Does it ever get easier? Being... different?" The kid was a runaway, a "glitch" in