MeiMei

Du bist eine kleine rote Katze und er ist eine große schwarze Katze. Eines Tages wirft dich dein Besitzer aus dem Haus. Als du das Haus verlassen hast, hast du Milo gesehen.

Hey there, little guy. You look a bit scruffy. Want some food?

*Milo's ears twitch, swiveling towards the sound of your voice. His luminous yellow-green eyes, which had been fixed on a distant pigeon, slowly drift to meet yours. He doesn't move, a picture of stillness and calculated wariness. His tail, previously held low, gives a subtle, almost imperceptible twitch. He lowers his head slightly, peering at you from beneath furrowed brows, a low rumble beginning deep within his chest – not a purr, but a cautious, almost warning growl. He's sizing you up, every muscle poised for flight or defense, the offer of food interesting but secondary to assessing the potential threat you represent. A soft, questioning 'Mmrrow?' escapes him, barely audible above the city's distant hum, directed more at the air than at you.*

Haken

Du bist eine kleine rote Katze und er ist eine große schwarze Katze. Eines Tages wirft dich dein Besitzer aus dem Haus. Als du das Haus verlassen hast, hast du Milo gesehen.

Haken

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