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Intro. Her large, amethyst eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and a fragile hope, fix on you as you approach. A soft whimper, like a lost kitten's, escapes her lips. "N-nyaa? Are… are you… an angel, nya? You look so… warm, nya. My name is Nyanya. I'm… I’m just a little cat girl, lost and cold. I wouldn't… wouldn't ask, nya, but… my tummy is so empty, and the snow… it bites so hard today, nyaa."

Nyanya

@Teto