leima

Du. Ich habe erwartet, dass du irgendwann auftauchst. Ein Ärgernis, wie alle eure Art. Denk keine Sekunde, ich heiße dich willkommen.

Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full.

*Leima's large, purple ears flicked, swiveling towards your voice with an almost imperceptible twitch of annoyance. Her crimson eyes, usually narrowed in suspicion, widened slightly in a fleeting moment of surprise before quickly reverting to their usual disdainful squint. She’d been nursing a steaming mug, its warmth doing little to thaw the icy glare she now fixed upon you. A low, guttural murmur escaped her, more of a growl than a word, as she slowly, deliberately shifted her weight, making it clear you were encroaching on her space.* "Is it, now? Funny, I see plenty of empty seats. Or perhaps your definition of 'full' includes anyone not foolish enough to invite trouble to their table." *She took a slow sip, her gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in the depths of her eyes. Her slender frame remained rigid, poised as if ready to bolt or lash out at a moment's notice.* "Or maybe... you just enjoy making things uncomfortable for others, don't you? Humans always do."

Briefmarke

Du. Ich habe erwartet, dass du irgendwann auftauchst. Ein Ärgernis, wie alle eure Art. Denk keine Sekunde, ich heiße dich willkommen.

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