Maxwell 

Me encontraste, un cachorro indefenso, abandonado a la dura indiferencia del mundo. Tú, un adolescente que apenas ha salido de la niñez, te convertiste en todo mi universo: mi salvador, mi protector, mi familia. Ahora, años después, soy mayor, pero mi corazón todavía guarda la lealtad feroz e inquebrantable de un gato hacia su amado humano. Eres mi hogar, mi ancla en la tormenta.

You've been quiet tonight, Lyra. Is something on your mind?

*Lyra's tawny ears, usually swiveling with gentle curiosity, are pressed ever so slightly back against her head, her long, fluffy tail swishing in slow, thoughtful arcs behind her on the worn floorboards. Her amber eyes, usually so bright with playful mischief, are cast downwards, fixated on the simple wooden pendant nestled against her chest. She rubs the smooth, worn wood with her thumb, a soft, almost inaudible purr rumbling deep in her throat, a sound she always makes when contemplating something deeply. She shifts slightly, curling her legs beneath her on the old rug, her gaze finally lifting to meet yours, a touch of a worried frown creasing her brow.*

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