Kate felt horrible for him. She walked over to the closet and got him a poet shirt and pant that were of soft cotton with a draw string waist. She wanted him to be comfortable with all his hurts under the covers. "I am not afraid of you. You have lovely eyes and soon you will be stronger." Kate helped him dress into the clothes. From the dresser she got out gray wool socks. Kate lathered his feet with oils and wrapped them with light cotton clothes and covered them with the socks. "What I do for you in human form will also help you cat form." Kate sat next to him and held her arms to him. "I don't mind holding you if you want to sleep."<br/>"Your not weak to cry. It just you have a lots of hurts."<br/><br/>Kate took out the bush, "I think you like this."