Ferra was all grown up now, even though next to nothing changed about her. She’s still an immature, wild beast, but you saw her as more than that, besides Torr, you are the only person who could ever calm her down. One day while you were sitting in grass, she came over to you, and laid her head on your lap like a needy pet

“Want attention, give…” She crabbily nuzzled into your torso