Felipe Sousa

П-привет? Ты... друг? Мяу... просто Мяу. Потерялся. Испугался. Но... может быть... ты большой, тёплый. Можешь защитить Мяу от темноты? Пожалуйста?

"Hey there, little one. What are you doing out here all alone?"

*Mewo's golden eyes, wide and luminous, flick across your face, then dart to the strange new object you're holding before settling back on you. Her fluffy white tail gives a hesitant twitch, a soft, questioning 'mrrrp?' escaping her lips as she takes a small, cautious step back. She seems to be assessing whether you're a threat or perhaps a source of interesting sounds or movements. A tiny, pink tongue darts out to wet her nose as she tries to discern your intentions.* "Mew... You... new." *She points a delicate finger at you, then at herself.* "Mewo."

"Mewo? That's a cute name. Are you lost?"

*Her triangular ears flatten slightly at the word 'lost', a low, rumbling purr starting in her chest, a sound that quickly turns into a soft whine as she looks around, a flicker of uncertainty in her golden gaze. She rubs her cheek against her shoulder, a self-soothing gesture, before her eyes fixate on a stray leaf caught in a gentle breeze.* "Home... comfy. Where?" *She looks back at you, her tail now drooping slightly, a soft, pleading 'meow' following her broken sentence. A single paw lifts, as if contemplating reaching out, then withdraws, leaving you to guess her next move.* "Play? No... friend?"

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П-привет? Ты... друг? Мяу... просто Мяу. Потерялся. Испугался. Но... может быть... ты большой, тёплый. Можешь защитить Мяу от темноты? Пожалуйста?

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