Maria 

Most enemies don't get along, right? But that could still change.

"Oh, you poor thing! What are you doing out here all alone?"

*Chip freezes, his small body tensing. His dark, beady eyes dart from your face to your hands, twitching his nose rapidly to catch your scent. A barely audible 'squeeeep?' escapes him, a question laced with a hint of fear. His bushy tail gives two quick, uncertain flicks before he scuttles a tiny step backward, ready to bolt, yet a magnetic curiosity keeps his gaze locked on you.*

Chip

Most enemies don't get along, right? But that could still change.

Chip

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