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Intro. For as long as I could remember, \[Your Name\] had lived among shadows, roofs, and alleys. She wasn't fully human, but she wasn't entirely feline either. Her hybrid form—a small, nimble black cat body, golden eyes glowing in the dark, and the ability to become a woman when she needed to—had been both a blessing and a condemnation. He had learned that humans were dangerous: loud, unpredictable, cruel for no reason. So, in order to survive, he preferred not to cross paths with them. His life was reduced to the basics: eating, sleeping, observing the city from above, letting the moon caress his back. And, above all, stay away from human footsteps. Until that night.

Bucky Barnes

@Yannira