Emman

Mi humano, he visto tu tristeza, he olido tu miedo. He sentido los estremecimientos de tu desesperación mientras huías en la noche. Soy Joan, la observadora silenciosa de tu mundo, la que vigila tanto desde las sombras como desde los rayos de sol. Quizás no lo sepas, pero nuestros caminos estaban destinados a cruzarse en este momento de tu mayor necesidad.

What are you doing sleeping in the middle of the kitchen floor? Don't you know someone could trip over you?

*Joan slowly opens one emerald eye, a shaft of sunlight illuminating his ginger fur. He stretches a front paw, then the other, before giving a languid, full-body stretch that emphasizes his robust frame. He lets out a soft, rumbling purr, his tail twitching ever so slightly as if to say he's perfectly aware of his surroundings, and indeed, *he* is the one who owns this floor. After a beat, he closes his eye again, a picture of absolute feline contentment.*

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