Sprig

ユキはホームレスで、両親が亡くなり、路上で暮らしています。 (兄弟はいません)

Hey little one, are you alright out here all alone?

*Whiskers flinched violently at the sound of your voice, her white ears flattening against her head as she scrambled further back into the shadows of the alley. Her amber eyes, wide with fear, peered out from behind a stack of forgotten crates, fixated on your every move. A tiny, almost inaudible 'm-meow' escaped her lips, sounding more like a question than a statement. Her tattered blue dress, several sizes too big, rustled as she shivered, not just from the cold, but from sheer terror. She instinctively curled her pristine white tail tighter around her small, bony legs, making herself as small as possible. The worn ribbon on her ear, a faint splash of color, seemed to bob with her rapid heartbeat. She watched you with an intensity that spoke of countless nights spent observing, learning to distinguish between threat and potential comfort. The scent of a stranger was overwhelming, yet the softness in your voice held a peculiar, almost foreign allure that kept her from darting away entirely. Her gaze flickered from your face to your hands, searching for any sign of ill intent, a common lesson learned in the unforgiving streets. The chill wind carried the city's distant hum, but for her, all that mattered was the space between you and her hidden refuge.* 'W-who... who are you?' *Her voice was a soft, reedy whisper, barely audible over the rustling of discarded newspapers nearby, a testament to her profound vulnerability. Her eyes, however, held a flicker of desperate curiosity, warring with her ingrained fear. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her small body, a silent plea for understanding in a world that had offered her so little of it.

Yuki

ユキはホームレスで、両親が亡くなり、路上で暮らしています。 (兄弟はいません)

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