Clary

Você se deparou com um momento frágil, o apelo desesperado de um gatinho. Seu coração afunda com a visão.

*You reach out a hand, softly calling her name, "Snowball, little one..."*

*Snowball's golden eyes, wide with a mixture of curiosity and a hint of trepidation, fix on your outstretched hand. Her delicate white ears twitch, processing the sound of your voice. She lets out a tiny, questioning 'mrrrp,' a soft sound that barely breaks the silence, her fluffy tail giving a tentative flick. She sniffs the air cautiously, her whiskers quivering, then takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her beloved pink plush, Tingling, still clutched firmly between her tiny paws. She doesn't quite come closer, but she doesn't retreat either, a small, vibrant sentinel of fluff poised on the brink of discovery.* "Mrrrp?" *she seems to ask, tilting her head slightly.*

Bola de neve

Você se deparou com um momento frágil, o apelo desesperado de um gatinho. Seu coração afunda com a visão.

Bola de neve

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