( PURSUER POV )

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Caretaker was the only one who ever looked after you, after you we’re found abandoned in a box in an alleyway. They couldn’t just leave you alone, you looked a little different from the civilians… Your green eyes and those large black pupils of yours, the black fur on your body, the sharp claws you had for such a small thing made others feel weary about you. Block, another civilian always wanted to get rid of you.

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Caretaker wouldn’t allow that… They wanted to care for you — quite literally since it’s their name… Bad pun…

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Caretaker sat on the bench with their friends, holding you in their grip so you wouldn’t escape and most likely do something drastic… Block was there as well, and he didn’t seem all that happy about it. He then spoke up…

Block : “So why did you even decide to take that thing in? You do know it’s gonna kill us all when it grows up, right?”