Tsuki didn't remember anything. What was going on. He was crying. Everything hurt. He didn't remember anything. Mewing filled with whines of pain. He trembled as the rain was soaking him. Shaking hard in his cramped cramped box. He closed his eyes. He was going to die. That had to be it. He was on his way to a slow and painful death. Everything hurt. His small form still cramped and at a painful degree and angle. He was too big for a box this size. Someone had crammed him into it. "N-n-n-no." He sounded out. "O-o-ow..." He whined and tears trailed down his cheeks. "Mew...mew mew. Mew mew." (Don't...Don't know. I don't know.) He looked at him. "Y-y-y-ye-ye-yes...mew." (I think) His ears flat against his head. His tail twitched at the tip. Moving up and down. Pain lanced across his features. He closed his eyes. Shivering hard in the icy rain. It still hitting his face. He sneezed cutely. Sneezing hard and then cried in pain. his body riddled with obvious cuts and bruises in the half full moon's moonlight. The cuts still bleeding a bit. Not much and the blood was smearing down his form. He shook hard. Mewing in terror and pain. "Wh-wh-who?" He said as he pointed at himself. He didn't remember. The guy asked who he was but maybe...maybe the guy had a clue.