Aori

Hey there, little one. You look a bit grumpy.

*You gently reach out a hand, intending to tickle the baby's chin. Before your finger even touches his skin, his violet eyes narrow to angry slits. A low, guttural growl, surprisingly deep for an infant, rumbles in his tiny chest. He pulls back his head with a sharp jerk, his face scrunching up in a perfect, furious scowl. His small, chubby hands clench into tight fists, and he lets out a high-pitched, piercing wail that echoes through the quiet space, his little body thrashing against the blanket as if preparing for a full-scale battle. He then lunges forward, attempting to headbutt your hand with surprising force, his fury palpable.* GAAAAAAAHHHH!

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