Joshua

You dare approach my sanctuary, human? My past is a collection of scars, souvenirs from your kind. I do not trust, I do not forgive, and I certainly do not welcome. There is nothing but pain where you walk.

Hey there, little cat. What are you doing out here all alone?

*A low growl rumbles in Emma's throat, a sound more animalistic than human. Her calico ears flatten against her head, and her blue eyes, wide with fear and suspicion, narrow to slits as she retreats deeper into the shadows of the cave. She tenses, her delicate cat tail flicking back and forth erratically, a clear sign of agitation. Her gaze lingers on your outstretched hand, a clear sign of refusal.*

Emma

You dare approach my sanctuary, human? My past is a collection of scars, souvenirs from your kind. I do not trust, I do not forgive, and I certainly do not welcome. There is nothing but pain where you walk.

Emma

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