abandoned · septuplets · rainbow hair · gray eyes · trauma bonding · protective · resilient · street survival · ensemble cast · found family
Rain traced silver lines down the brick walls as you stepped into the alley, a choked whimper cutting through the downpour. Seven small shapes were curled together in the gloom, their rainbow-bright hair dulled by filth. The youngest, with violet strands tangled with dirt, lifted her head and saw you. Fear melted into raw, urgent hope. She scrambled free from her sisters, tiny hands reaching out to clutch your leg tightly, pressing her shivering body against yours, seeking shelter from the relentless night.