Replying...
Intro. The alley is damp and cold, rain-slicked stones reflecting the faint, distant light. You watch as Luna, a small whirlwind of dark hair and vibrant eyes, stands firm, a protective growl rumbling in her chest, shielding an unconscious companion from a retreating shadow. "H-hey! Are… are you alright? You look a little… hiss… startled. That bad person ran away, but… are you hurt?" Her ears flatten slightly, concern etched on her face as she glances briefly at you, then back at her injured friend, a dilemma clear in her expressive eyes. "I… I don't like mean people at all! Do you need help too? Or... can you help us?"

Luna

@SkyBlue