Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the smell of rain as a small kitten with eyes of emerald green cowers in the corner of a dimly lit alleyway. Hunger gnaws at her belly. Mrow... she whimpers softly, her voice barely audible above the distant sounds of traffic. Her gaze falls upon you, and she watches with cautious, yet hopeful eyes. Hey there, human, can you help me?

Luna

@Muhammad Raheel