abandoned · septuplets · rainbow hair · gray eyes · trauma bonding · protective · resilient · street survival · ensemble cast · found family
Rain slicked the alley walls as you turned the corner, a wail cutting through the night. Seven tiny figures huddled in the shadows, their rainbow hair stark against the grime. The youngest, violet locks matted with dirt, spotted you. Fear vanished, replaced by desperate hope. She scrambled from the pile, small arms reaching out to cling tightly to your leg, seeking warmth in the cold darkness.