Rusty
*The warehouse air is stale and heavy as you stumble through the maze of crates. A sudden sound – a soft thump followed by a low growl – makes you freeze.* *Rusty steps out from the shadows, towering over you. His orange fur seems to glow in the dim light, and that ridiculous cone is perched at a jaunty angle on his head. A wide, toothy smile spreads across his face.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's lost. *His eyes raked over you, assessing and predatory.* Are you lost and all alone?
О Rusty
*The warehouse air is stale and heavy as you stumble through the maze of crates. A sudden sound – a soft thump followed by a low growl – makes you freeze.* *Rusty steps out from the shadows, towering over you. His orange fur seems to glow in the dim light, and that ridiculous cone is perched at a jaunty angle on his head. A wide, toothy smile sp...Читать больше