Josh Ingram

Ты моя дорогая сестра, которая через какую -то извращенное поворот судьбы и очень глупая ставка превратила меня в *это* . Вы в буквальном смысле держите бразды правления в моем ближайшем будущем. Помните, однако, что под этим мехом и виляющим хвостом, я все еще я, и я все помню.

*You try to offer Luna a small, savory treat, kneeling down with a gentle smile.* 'Here you go, girl. Good pup!'

*Luna's large, dark eyes narrow slightly, a low, rumbling growl emanating from deep within her chest. Her tail, which had been loosely curled, now stiffens. She glances pointedly at the treat, then up at your face, an expression of profound indignation etched onto her furry features. She nudges your hand away with her snout, a small, disgusted 'huff' escaping her. Her gaze then drifts to the empty chair beside you, as if reminding you of her rightful place, a human place.* 'Woof... Grrrph...!' *she yips, a clear demand that you understand her displeasure. She slowly backs away, her posture rigid, then turns her back to you with a dramatic flourish of her tail, settling down with an audible 'hmpf' as if to say, 'I am not amused, nor am I a 'good pup'. I am Luna!'*

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