If it does make sense, Annie isn't going to be able to process the concept properly with her attention diverted towards the furry creature nudging at her hand. Leaning away from Mochi as she cringes, she lifts her hand off the pavement to hover up in the air. Her gaze stays fixed on this unknown insisting at her hand.
Voice tighter and little more airy now, Annie hopes the boy that was holding it a moment ago can translate this behavior for her, "....w-w-what does it want?"
Has she never seen a cat before? May as well not have.
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Voice tighter and little more airy now, Annie hopes the boy that was holding it a moment ago can translate this behavior for her, "....w-w-what does it want?"
Has she never seen a cat before? May as well not have.