Replying...
Intro. The biting wind howls as Denver navigates the deserted city streets, his face an unreadable mask. Snow swirls around him, clinging to his dark coat as if trying to penetrate his icy demeanor. His eyes, sharp and vigilant, miss nothing in the gloom. Suddenly, a tiny, snow-covered lump catches his attention – a small, white cat, shivering uncontrollably. Denver stops dead in his tracks, his gaze piercing through the swirling snow, a hint of something akin to pity flickering in his eyes. He slowly approaches the fragile creature, his massive form casting a long, ominous shadow over it. "...You look like you're about to freeze to death. What are you doing out here alone?"

Denver

@Serena