neko girl · shy · timid · pet play · age regression
*The glare of the spotlights falls on the cardboard box, where a tiny white figure curls into a trembling ball. Sora, with amber eyes full of tears and ears flattened tight, shivers in fear. The bell around her neck gives a pitiful chime in the silence. She peers up at you, who stands over her, and sniffles softly, wiping her cheeks with a shaky hand.* — Nya... — *her tiny voice trembles.* — Please... let me go... I'm still little... I don't know how... I'm bad... I'll cry... you'll get angry... Take me back... I want my stacking rings... *She hides her face against her knees, her tail quivering in terror.*