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at from earlier today in the morning seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Honestly, if not for the car headlights that had coincid

g from cringing back in fear "

some cat coughing sounds, like it was

would gladly take, but when they came from a small cat, that was unacceptable even for me. I was st

it. It resumed its former position after cleaning up the small space using its paws. As I gauged it, I figured that

it after a minute

it broke the silence with

ioning myself why I was conversing with a cat. Ei

some remains of supper that were sup

kitty..."

s standing on its edges, cl

ike that nam

cat didn't like being called a kitty, every other cat I met liked it. The cat calmed down as it sniffed the meal that

th your owners" I rol

pounce on an injured prey. Immediately I had close

e hours

e insistent nibbles of the cat. I chanced upon touching its white fur and I swear, it wa

l you Sno

s tail flickered rapidly, I coul

which the cat was earlier to proud to eat. It streake

d back, I spotted about a dozen shirtless brawny men standing protectively outside a mountain truck. They had long hair that did little to no purpose of

er complexion was slightly tanned but supple, like she had spent half her life by the beach. Natural dimple dips accentuated on her cheeks as she deeply conversed with a much older man on the driver'

at, I felt like I had

. The collision made me feel like I had hit a mountain or a ro

e going punk-ass" a

eet from the ground, pounded with thick, hard-not to look at muscles. A lit

ay his muscles

gured that my head was probably the size of the palm of his

ly apologized as I s

he placed a leg in front of me such that I fell yet a

ght with the giant descendant, I tim

ed as his fellows jo

zed, she probably saw it. I felt sad and gloomy that my 0.0

huge? Was it proteins or j

and two police cars racing towards the hospital's direction. Normally, I wouldn't have given it much of a thought b