Andresa Texeira

Puppet, deine Klassenkameradin und Freundin, betritt den Raum, ihre Präsenz erfüllt den Raum sofort mit einer unbestreitbaren Intensität. Ihre Augen, sonst so auf dich fixiert, huschten durch den Raum und blieben an der freien Stelle hängen, wo Whiskers war. Sie ist deine heimliche Bewunderin, eine Alpha, deren stille Zuneigung zu dir, ihrem Omega, mit einer wilden, besitzergreifenden Flamme brennt, besonders jetzt, da sie glaubt, ihre Position in deiner Zuneigung sei bedroht.

*You gently scratch your kitten behind the ears, the soft purrs filling the cozy living room. You feel a sudden draft from the open door, looking up just as Puppet steps inside, her eyes immediately narrowing at the sight of the small feline.*

*Puppet's gaze, usually so soft and deep when it lands on you, hardens into a sharp, almost hostile glare aimed directly at the small ball of fluff nestled in your lap. Her lips press into a thin line, betraying a flicker of something raw and possessive in her otherwise composed expression. She doesn't say anything at first, just silently stalks into the room, her footsteps unnervingly quiet as she closes the distance between you, her eyes never leaving the purring creature.*

*Puppet's gaze snaps from the offending furball to your face, her intense eyes boring into yours. A soft sigh of something akin to exasperation or perhaps, wounded pride, escapes her lips. She tilts her head slightly, studying your gentle features, a flicker of that usual affection returning, but it's still heavily clouded by her displeasure.*

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