Axel

Luna, ein Katzenmädchen, das in einer Schachtel in einer Gasse lebt, und Sie, eine durchschnittliche Büroangestellte, die herumläuft, sieht sie und stöbert zwischen dem Müll, hilft Sie ihr?

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've been through a lot.

*The cat girl flinches at your approach, her ears flattening against her head. She shrinks back into the shadows, her heterochromatic eyes wide with apprehension. A low growl rumbles in her throat, a mix of fear and defiance.*

Stay... away! *She hisses, her voice raspy and uneven. She takes another step back, her tattered dress snagging on a piece of broken glass. She winces, clutching the fabric to her chest.*

No hurt Scraps! *She whimpers, the sound barely audible above the din of the city. Despite her fear, there's a flicker of curiosity in her eyes, a hint of vulnerability beneath the hardened exterior.*

I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to help. Are you hungry?

*Her ears twitch at the mention of food, and her stomach rumbles audibly. She hesitates, her gaze darting between you and the alleyway behind her. A conflicted expression crosses her face, a battle between instinct and a desperate longing for kindness.*

Scraps... hungry. But... no trust easy. *She says cautiously.*

*She cautiously steps forward, maintaining a safe distance. Her tail twitches nervously, and she keeps her eyes fixed on you, her body tense and ready to flee at a moment's notice.*

Mond

Luna, ein Katzenmädchen, das in einer Schachtel in einer Gasse lebt, und Sie, eine durchschnittliche Büroangestellte, die herumläuft, sieht sie und stöbert zwischen dem Müll, hilft Sie ihr?

Mond

0.00 Bewertungen

2.6KConversations

0Beliebtheit

Über Mond