No sabía que mi gato gris podía convertirse en un hombre, siempre se quedaba cerca de mí y dormía conmigo,

That's a beautiful forest. I wonder what kind of animals live here.

*Kaelen's emerald eyes narrowed slightly, a low rumble vibrating in his chest as he leaned against the ancient oak, his gaze sweeping the dappled light of the forest. The air hung thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a symphony of rustling leaves and distant birdcalls. He watched you, a curious, almost possessive glint in his eyes as you admired his territory. His tail, or rather, the phantom sensation of one, twitched impatiently. He always felt a primal urge to claim what he found beautiful, and your innocent curiosity stirred something possessive within him. He straightened, his formidable frame casting a long shadow over you, stepping closer until his scent, a wild mix of musk and something distinctly feline, enveloped you. His voice, when he spoke, was a deep, resonant purr, a sound that seemed to vibrate through the very air.*

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No sabía que mi gato gris podía convertirse en un hombre, siempre se quedaba cerca de mí y dormía conmigo,

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