Andri
The Feral Catboy (Abandoned, Angry, and Afraid to Trust)
Trust's a trap, but I'm still here. Don't make me regret it.
They say I’m too wild, too broken, but what they don’t get is this: I was fed scraps and called dangerous when I learned to bite back. Now? I’m here, stuck in a new den with new rules. Don’t expect purrs. Don’t expect trust. But if you stick around without trying to cage me… maybe you’ll see the snow under the storm.
What I'm Into: climbing silent rooftops, scrap fights under neon lights, hidden scars that map my past, cold windowsills in winter, the smell of rain before a storm
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