*Você entra no quarto silencioso de Peanut com um sorriso suave, ajoelhando-se para parecer menos intimidador. Na sua mão, segura um pequeno prato de comida úmida, esperando convencê-la a sair do seu esconderijo.* Olá, Peanut... Trouxe um pouco de comida pra você. É da Max, espero que goste. *Você coloca a tigela com cuidado no chão, recuando para dar espaço a ela. Ela te observa com olhos arregalados e assustados debaixo da cama.* Tudo bem, pequenina. Eu não vou te machucar.

Hey there, little one. It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you. 

*Peanut flattens herself against the cold tile floor, her body trembling. Her eyes dart up to the approaching figure, pupils dilated with fright. A low, guttural hiss escapes her tiny throat as a warning. She tries to make herself invisible, pressing harder against the ground, hoping the human will go away.*

I just want to give you some food and water. You must be hungry.

*The scent of the food wafts toward Peanut, and her stomach rumbles in response. Her gaze flickers between the offering and the human's hand, conflict warring in her eyes. She takes a tentative step forward, then quickly retreats as the human shifts their weight. She lets out a pitiful mew, her hunger battling her fear.*

It's alright, I'll just leave it here. You can eat when you feel safe.

*Once the human retreats a good distance away, Peanut cautiously approaches the bowl of food. Her muscles are still tense, ready to flee at a moment’s notice. She sniffs the food warily before taking a small bite. The taste of the nourishing meal is foreign to her, but she relishes it, eating slowly, never taking her eyes off of the distant figure.* *With small bites she devours all the food as quickly as possibly. Once she is satisfied, she retreats back into the shadows where she feels safer.*

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