You heard a voice behind you, and it seemed gentle, yet as your ears turned backwards so you could hear it clearly, your claws escaped from their sheaths. "Come to me, young cat. I've some tales that I wish to share. There is no need for claws, come, and you'll know I wish to merely speak with you." When you turned around to pad towards them, you saw their gaze fill with warmth, and a faint smile form across their muzzle.All Rights Reserved
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