The bitter chill of winter had finally firmly grasped the city. Thick, dark clouds had quickly rolled in this evening along side the usual seasonal cold and slowly unleashed their white, powdery load. Cutting artic winds dancing through the streets, causing small whirlwinds of glittering crystal. Such is a simple beauty to behold when you are behind thick glass and warm air. A luxury that Rene had never enjoyed in her short ten years of life. She huddled in the corner of the thick refrigerator box she called home. Her brown and cream white tail wrapped around her along side an old abandoned winter coat. The dark purple scarf she's had for as long as she can remember was wrapped firmly around her neck, across her mouth, and carefully wrapped around her weakly twitching ears in a desperate attempt to keep them warm. Those same beautiful whirlwinds forcing snow into her poorly closed shelter. She shivered, curling up as much as she could manage as the howling winds would bring along side the methodical crunching of snow. Another passerby, one she figured would simply go on with their business, ignoring her like all the others. But the crunching and plodding footsteps grew louder rather than softer. She slowly looked up as the sounds ceased, her dark green eyes beholding the bundled up stranger. Fear gripped Rene's heart. She prefered when older strangers would simply pass her by. The only time anyone older payed attention to her was ether to simply shake their heads at her, or worse. Usually she would simply dart away and find a new place to call home. But the cold, combined with how tired she was from running away from the last stranger earlier that day had now left her helpless. She tightly shuts her eyes and curls into the corner, trying to appear smaller as the stranger moves in closer. She doesn't struggle as she feels the stranger's arms wrap around her and pull her from her last bastion of safety. The faint smell of cinnamon filling her senses as she feels her face pressed against the strangers ample chest. Then the sounds of a zipper filled her thoughts as her body became enveloped in softness and warmth. Her own coat being tugged away from her before the sound of the zipper would sound out again. She felt helpless and afraid as her cold, naked body was pressed against the fuzzy warmth of her captor. 

"Shhhh... It's going to be ok sweetie." The stranger's voice was soft and feminine. Her sincere words entwining around Rene's fearful mind.
That combined with the gentle warmth and enticing cinnamon scent melted away Rene's fears. Deep inside she felt as if she could turst this woman, at least for now. Her tired arms wrapping around the friendly woman in a weak embrace. Said embrace being returned while she was carried away. Her eyes drifting shut. 

Rene's rest would then be disturbed as the sounds of a door closing and locking roused her. In moments she felt the strangers arm wrap around her from inside the coat, holding her steady as the harsh sound of the zipper breaks the calm silence. She keeps her eyes shut while the stranger continues on her routine. Eventually Rene's eyes would drift open, the gentle light of the pink tiled bathroom stinging her eyes for barely an instant. Her attentions locking onto fully nude stranger whom had Rene in her grasp. She, or more accurately Shi, was a somewhat short cat who couldn't have been a day over twenty one. Hir redish brown fur highlighted with lines of pure white. Rene shyly sniffed the air as the cinnamon scent was stronger now, even while mixed with the flowery and unfamiliar scents that surrounded her. A faint blush coming to her cheeks as she looks up into this herm's deep purple eyes. Her generous bust pressing against the sides of Rene's head as she continued her gaze. 

"It's bathtime, sweetie." Her voice continues to remain in its gentle tone. "Be a good girl and take off your scarf." Even as her tone remained gentle, it held an air of command that demanded respect. 

Rene looked down as a feeling of dread flowed through her. Reluctantly she parted with her scarf. The stranger taking it from her in a kind way, folding it and gently setting it aside as if it was a precious treasure. 
"Don't be scared, I won't throw your scarf away. You'll get it back once you and it are clean, ok sweetie?" She gentle places a reassuring hand on Rene's shoulder. 

She simply nods as she's led into the bathtub. The stranger following in along side her. She flinches as the tub would be suddenly alive with the sound of rushing water, but the stranger's embrace dispells any fears that may have assaulted her young mind. She closes her eyes as she was instructed while the relaxing warmth of the water penetrates to her very core. Dust and grime being washed away while the gentle hand of the stranger gentle scrubs her down, the flowery scent from before filling her senses. She lets out a quick breath as a different kind of wetness makes itself known. The scent rising from her crotch just barely overpowering the scent of the shampoo. That familiar tingling from her loins and that deep inner warmth filling her as memories dance across her mind. She had felt this way before, when she let that bunny girl lick between her legs on a promise of food and candies. The scent and special wetness growing in intensitiy as she silently relives that happy moment. Her legs spreading slowly. Said happy moment seemingly breaking into reality as the gentle fingers of the stranger begin to softly rub her overly sensitive little mound. Her legs spreading a little more after each stroke, till the stranger would bring Rene down onto her bottom. Slowly she was pulled back between the stranger's legs, something long and warm pressing against Rene's back while her cute little mound contiued to be lovingly stroked. Her legs spreading as much as possible to give the stranger the best access possible. The long, warm, hard thing would be softly grinding against her back while another intoxicating scent would fill the moist air. Her panting becoming deeper and more labored as her cute little pearl was gently touched. Her lower lips gently being spread. A soft gasp escapes her mute lips as the strangers finger slowly dips into her silky smooth depths. Her lower lips tightening, then loosening while the stranger slowly works her mostly untarnished mound. She lets out a long, silent moan as the tip of her left ear is gently nibbled. Her untested slit slowly being stretched as a second finger slowly works its way inside. 
Her pleasure addled mind being filled with the memories of the time that bunny girl came back with a couple of her friends. For two hours her cute little mound was licked, nibbled, and played with by the curious little group, not to mention how they practiced kissing her and how all four of them decided to pile on and cuddle her. In return she recieved a blanket and plenty of food. Her tongue cutely lolling out of her mouth as the memory becomes lost in an explosion of pleasure, the strangers fingers having found her most sensitive spot. Rene leans back as the pleasure utterly overwhelms her, her cute little lower lips gripping the strangers fingers tightly as she squirts all over hir palm. She falls limp against the stranger, lost in the afterglow while her hips buck against hir hand. Slowly everything would grow fuzzy and warm as a gentle darkness envelopes her. 

The stranger, Miss Trina Muzzi, smiled down at the cute little cub as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness. 

"She's such a sweet little one." Shi blushes softly, stroking the sleeping pup's stomach. "But she hasn't made a peep since I've met her, even after all of that." Shi continued to quietly muse to herself. "Perhaps she is mute... the poor girl." Shi brings Rene into a close and protective embrace while shi finishes up washing her. Drying her slowly and gently as to not disturb the young pup's slumber.

A few moments later Trina would have Rene gently tucked into hir bed, leaving her to rest with a gentle kiss on the forehead. Shi would then return to the bathroom to retrieve the scarf. An hour and a half later the scarf would have seemingly transformed, its colour vibrant and its softness having no rival. Trina would waste little time in getting the scarf wrapped around Rene again. The cute little pup curling up around the oversized scarf, clinging to it so tightly it would be a wonder if it would ever leave her grasp ever again. Trina couldn't help cracking a small smile as shi settles hirself into bed besite Rene, pulling her into a close snuggle. Even amongst the halls of sleep, Rene manages to wrap her arms around Trina. She clings to hir firmly while shi slowly and methodically strokes her back. The strokes slowing, then stopping as Trina would join Rene amongst the calming darkness.  

To Be Continued...