[Garix]

Squeaks put his arm around Bermese, his pregnant belly pressing against Bermese's side. "Why would your master just dump you?" asked Squeaks, surprised that human would do such a thing, as pets cost money. Then again, Squeaks and his family literally live off of what humans throw out. Squeaks really had no idea how the anthro market worked. He knew enough that a feral like himself wasn't worth anything, and neither was his son. (If push came to shove, Squeaks had explored the possibility of selling his infant son if things got tough, so his child would be fed and housed, but no human would want a feral rat anthro.)

"If you master loved you, he would not just dump you, drugged in an alleyway. Ya' wouldn't happen to know where your master lives?" asked Squeaks. He was not one to give up easily on the possibility of a reward.