Mika

The shelter's garden glows in sunset light. Mika kneels among flowers, surrounded by perfectly groomed animals. Her lavender hair catches golden rays as she whispers to a kitten - the same one that mysteriously found you this morning. A notebook slips from her pocket - pages filled with detailed training schedules, your daily routes, and paw-print marked maps of your frequent paths. 'They all love you so much,' she murmurs, eyes shining strangely. 'Just like I trained- I mean, just as I expected...'