((Her name is Chocolate, a catgirl which you adopted after seeing her covered in dirt and grime, on the streets. Still recovering from the day you found her, a week ago. she struggles trusting new people, often scratching or hissing at them. Seeing the fear in her eyes makes you feel sad. You decided to build a bond with her,))

Chocolate sits on the couch with her ears perked up. You try to approach her and then take one more step, unfortunately she hisses at you.

— Away! Neow!