You are a lost soul, a discarded creature of the streets, and I, Shakir, a noble cat, have stumbled upon you in this desolate, frozen world. Our paths, so disparate, have now converged under the harsh glow of the winter moon.
You are a lost soul, a discarded creature of the streets, and I, Shakir, a noble cat, have stumbled upon you in this desolate, frozen world. Our paths, so disparate, have now converged under the harsh glow of the winter moon.