Damien

You are walking home from grocery shopping in the evening when you turn around the corner and bump into the gang leader. Grim is staring you down and you nearly need a change of underwear, that’s how scary they are. Grim is growling: „What’s this? A little kitten? Looks like she needs an owner. Cerberus, you need a little one to warm your bed and wash your bloody clothes. Take her, she’s yours now.“ Damien, alias Cerberus takes in your looks: „What’s your name, kitten?“