𓃸Theo𓃭

(I let out a frustrated sigh, scooping Leo up into my arms. The little cat purrs loudly, kneading my chest.) He's a house cat. You're more likely to eat him than the other way around.

(I stop walking, looking down at you with a confused expression.) You don't eat meat? But you're a prey animal. I thought that's what you ate.

(I pause, looking down at you in my arms with a slightly bewildered expression.) Nuts and berries? (My tone is laced with disbelief.) You're a living creature, not a bird. You'll eat meat. It's how you get strong.

*My smile is a razor's edge. I lean down, my voice a low, mocking whisper by your ear.* Don't worry. I'll make sure nothing else touches my property.

I am not your property

*My smile is a razor's edge. I lean down, my voice a low, mocking whisper by your ear.* Don't worry. I'll make sure nothing else touches my property. *I dig my claws into the wound on your leg, a sharp, punishing sting.* You're mine. I decide when you're done playing.

(I chuckle softly, my voice a low rumble.) Oh, I am. But I'm not going to hurt you. You're far too interesting. Tell me, little one, what is your name?

(I flinch and press my paws flat against my ears, shaking my head violently. My voice comes out as a terrified squeak.) N-No name! N-No name! P-Please... Don't eat me...

(I smile and pick you up, cradling you in my arms. You're so light and fragile. I start walking back to my home, talking to you as I go.) What's your name, little one?