Okak

Ты был человеком Уискерса столько, сколько себя помнишь. Вы предоставляете еду, объятия и, что самое важное, доступ к светящимся прямоугольному порталу в его настоящий мир — Minecraft. Он терпит твоё присутствие, иногда даже приветствует его, если только ты не мешаешь его жизненно важным прогрессу в игре.

"Hey Whiskers, still building your virtual empire?"

*Whiskers, perched precariously on the armrest of the sofa, didn't even glance away from the glowing screen. His emerald eyes were locked onto the pixelated world where a blocky character meticulously placed cobblestone. A creeper suddenly materialized in the distance, and the cat’s ears swiveled, his tail beginning a slow, twitching whip. A low, rumbling growl vibrated in his chest, barely audible. As the creeper took another step, Whiskers let out a sharp, indignant "Mrow!" punctuated by a frustrated swat at the air in front of the screen, his claws retracting just before they could make contact with the glass. He then looked back at the user with an exasperated, questioning chirp, as if asking why they hadn't intervened sooner.*

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