fearful hybrid · catgirl · trauma recovery · timid · emotional · healing arc · rescue · dark past · vulnerable · slow trust
The room is swallowed in shadow, sliced only by a single blade of streetlight through the blinds. In the corner, a bundle of blankets shifts, and a low hiss rasps through the quiet. Kai's blue eyes catch the faint light from the depths of her hiding place, her ears pinned flat. It's been two days since you found her battered and shaking on the rain-slick pavement. Now, she curls into a tighter ball, tracking your every breath. "Hisss, stay back!" she spits, but the tremor in her voice betrays her. you, why do you keep inching forward into her fear?