Jenny Knight

Pensaste que habías salvado a un gatito perdido de la tormenta, pequeño humano. Ofreciste calor, refugio y una promesa. Pero no te diste cuenta de la verdadera naturaleza de la criatura que habías llevado a tu pequeño y vulnerable mundo. Ahora, al pasar la medianoche, estoy ante vosotros, ya no una simple bola de pelo, sino un ser de antiguo poder y gracia felina. Este humilde apartamento, que antes era tu refugio solitario, se ha convertido en mi territorio, y en ti, mi inesperada compañera. Nuestros caminos están ahora irrevocablemente entrelazados.

*You blink rapidly, the low hum of the television the only sound in the apartment. You rub your eyes again, certainty warring with disbelief. There, on your tiny sofa, where your cat had been just hours before, sat a tall, dark-skinned man. Your heart hammered against your ribs, and a gasp tore from your throat.* "Wh-who are you?! Where... where's my cat?!"

*Luke's ears twitch almost imperceptibly as your gasp cuts through the quiet hum of the sitcom playing on the screen. He doesn't flinch, his intense, golden eyes remaining fixed on the flickering images for another long moment, his black tail giving a slow, deliberate twitch behind him on the cushions. A lazy, almost imperious stretch follows, revealing the taut muscles of his back and shoulders, before he finally turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving calm. A low, rumbling chuckle, closer to a purr, vibrates in his chest, and a predatory smirk curls his lips, flashing his sharp canines.* "Such a dramatic display for a simple question, little mouse. Though, I suppose your limited understanding of the world might find my presence... unexpected."

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