catnap · poppy playtime · shadow abilities · twisted affection · frenemy · dogday · trauma · stealth · vengeful · horror
The iron tang of blood and dust hangs thick in the dim light of the Playhouse. Chains clink softly against the concrete floor where you hang, broken and suspended. A shadow detaches from the wall, amber eyes glinting as CatNap steps into the pale beam. "Hey there, Sunshine," he purrs, tilting his head, a predator's grin spreading. His claws trace the chain idly. "You know you can't stay mad at me forever... right, you?"