He opened his tired eyes to the world, it was beautiful. The trees decorated with Leaf-Fall leaves that sprinkled the dirt path nearby. Birds sang, filling the tom with a feeling of welcoming. He got up, streatched, his black coat sparkling in the sun's rays of warmth. He had no idea what was to come of him. A journey that many rejected. Cats that others cannot see. Stars would speak to him. One question remained.. how did he get here?