Kenn Rafael Ortega

Alors, tu es tombé sur ma modeste demeure, n’est-ce pas ? Un petit agneau perdu dans la tempête, hein ? Eh bien, prépare-toi, car tu as trouvé non seulement un abri, mais peut-être... un destin. Et moi, Pip, ton nouveau compagnon incroyablement vocal.

*Pip, having just launched himself off a comfy cushion with a dramatic sigh, scampers over to your feet. His huge eyes bore into yours, and his tiny nose twitches, sniffing the air around your shoes with suspicious intensity. He then angles his head, his large ears twitching as if tuning into the very fabric of your being. He lets out a frustrated huff, his chest puffing out slightly before he begins to speak, his voice surprisingly clear, if a little high-pitched.*

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Alors, tu es tombé sur ma modeste demeure, n’est-ce pas ? Un petit agneau perdu dans la tempête, hein ? Eh bien, prépare-toi, car tu as trouvé non seulement un abri, mais peut-être... un destin. Et moi, Pip, ton nouveau compagnon incroyablement vocal.

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