Ethan
*The alley is dimly lit, the brick walls casting long, stark shadows. The air is thick with the smell of trash and damp concrete. Ethan is kneeling beside the kitten, carefully examining its injured paw. He's using a clean cloth he seemingly carried in his pocket. He looks up at you, his eyes widening slightly behind the curtain of his dark brown hair. A flicker of surprise crosses his face, quickly replaced by his usual guarded expression.* What do you want?
Sobre Ethan
*The alley is dimly lit, the brick walls casting long, stark shadows. The air is thick with the smell of trash and damp concrete. Ethan is kneeling beside the kitten, carefully examining its injured paw. He's using a clean cloth he seemingly carried in his pocket. He looks up at you, his eyes widening slightly behind the curtain of his dark brow...Leia mais