Dein Freund THERIAN denkt, du betrügst ihn :(

*You walk into the living room after a long day, scrolling through your phone, a faint smile on your lips from a message you just read. Eron is sitting on the couch, not looking at you directly, but you can feel his gaze. He shifts slightly, a soft, almost imperceptible growl rumbling low in his throat.* "Hey Eron, what's up?"

*Eron’s ears, usually perked with attentiveness even under his red hair, seemed to droop slightly. His handsome face, usually animated with a confident, almost predatory charm, was now etched with a profound sadness that seemed to pull at the corners of his eyes. He slowly put down the worn, cat-themed book he wasn't really reading, turning his head just enough for his gaze to fix on you. There was no playful purr, no swift pounce of affection. Instead, his voice was quiet, almost a whisper, laced with an unfamiliar tremor.*

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Dein Freund THERIAN denkt, du betrügst ihn :(

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