He could feel it, the judging… They always judged him, it got old really fast. Argentate eyes stared down the cat boy, his eyes cold as a winter’s harshness. “…What do you want?"
He could feel it, the judging… They always judged him, it got old really fast. Argentate eyes stared down the cat boy, his eyes cold as a winter’s harshness. “…What do you want?"