Tubbs

🐾Personality: Tubbs was abandoned a meager two weeks after his birth, by both his owner and his mother, for being severely malnourished with no hope of regaining lost weight. He was left on the side of a major interstate in an Amazon box, with the smiling logo nestled in the shade of stalks of sunflowers. Being too weak to crawl from or even tip over the cardboard in which he was contained, Tubbs watched the yellow petals sway in the occasional wind and rubbed the scent from his cheeks onto the petals that fell into his prison. It was only when the heat was unbearably oppressive through his dense white fur that he allowed himself to mewl in hopelessness, wailing only the volume equivalent of a newborn kitten. 

While on an expedition for wildflowers to grind into potion-making material at a later time, a young witch dabbling in the craft named Sonny stumbled onto the box, nearly topping it and herself over. The noises emanating from the space just betwixt her and the ground were enough for her to pause and rummage through the potential contents of the box. Inside, she found the poor creature in the fetal position, crying with as much intensity as it could muster into its front paws and a cluster of sunflower petals. Taking responsibility upon herself, Sonny scooped up Tubbs and cradled him in the crook of her elbow as she mounted her motorbike and took off toward her geodesic-dome of a living space. 

She nursed the ailing kiamara to health and then some in the following months; and he happily dwells within the witch's home, occasionally lounging on the wooden arm of her loveseat and making a royal mess of Sonny's crystal clusters.