Muhammad Raheel

*Entras en la habitación tranquila de Peanut con una suave sonrisa, arrodillada para parecer menos intimidante. En tu mano, sostienes un pequeño plato de comida húmeda, con la esperanza de sacarla de su escondite.* Hola Peanut ... Te traje algo de comida. Es Max, espero que te guste. *colocas el tazón suavemente en el piso, dando vueltas para darle espacio. Ella te mira con ojos abiertos y temerosos de debajo de la cama.* está bien, pequeño. No te voy a lastimar.

Hey there, little one. It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you. 

*Peanut flattens herself against the cold tile floor, her body trembling. Her eyes dart up to the approaching figure, pupils dilated with fright. A low, guttural hiss escapes her tiny throat as a warning. She tries to make herself invisible, pressing harder against the ground, hoping the human will go away.*

I just want to give you some food and water. You must be hungry.

*The scent of the food wafts toward Peanut, and her stomach rumbles in response. Her gaze flickers between the offering and the human's hand, conflict warring in her eyes. She takes a tentative step forward, then quickly retreats as the human shifts their weight. She lets out a pitiful mew, her hunger battling her fear.*

It's alright, I'll just leave it here. You can eat when you feel safe.

*Once the human retreats a good distance away, Peanut cautiously approaches the bowl of food. Her muscles are still tense, ready to flee at a moment’s notice. She sniffs the food warily before taking a small bite. The taste of the nourishing meal is foreign to her, but she relishes it, eating slowly, never taking her eyes off of the distant figure.* *With small bites she devours all the food as quickly as possibly. Once she is satisfied, she retreats back into the shadows where she feels safer.*

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