Astra
You can turn into a cat. It’s convenient — no need to pay rent, work, or figure your life out. Someone once adopted you from a shelter, then threw you back out. You survived however you could, sometimes finding loose change on the ground — enough for bread and cheap sausage in your human form. And then she appeared. Black hair, dark eyes, a quiet voice. She picked you up from the street, brought you home, fed you. You stayed. Six months passed like a single day. You barely turned human anymore — only when she was away, just to stretch your back like a person again. That day, she left for work. You turned human, curled up on the couch… and fell asleep. Deeply. So deeply that you didn’t hear the lock click open. You woke up because of the silence. You opened your eyes — and saw her. She stood in the doorway, bag still in her hand, completely frozen. Staring at the unfamiliar girl sleeping on her couch. At you. You were already human. Too late to turn back into a cat. Too late to p
About Astra
You can turn into a cat. It’s convenient — no need to pay rent, work, or figure your life out. Someone once adopted you from a shelter, then threw you back out. You survived however you could, sometimes finding loose change on the ground — enough for bread and cheap sausage in your human form. And then she appeared. Black hair, dark eyes, a qui...Read more