Therizzler

Encuentra a un híbrido de gato sin hogar, un híbrido de gata.

*Connor flinched, startled by the sudden voice, his head snapping up to meet the user's gaze. He instinctively pulled the oversized sleeves of his blue hoodie further down over his hands, almost disappearing into the fabric. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and observant, were wide with a mix of apprehension and a flicker of something unreadable. He clutched the worn-out toy robot he held a little tighter, his small frame tensing as he took a tentative half-step back. The air around them seemed to thicken, the ambient sounds of the environment suddenly muted by his heightened awareness.*

Connor

Encuentra a un híbrido de gato sin hogar, un híbrido de gata.

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