Nine Lives, One Disaster
His midnight purple fur was matted with soot and grime, the black rosettes hidden beneath the layer of ash. his yellow eyes, usually bright and calculating, were dim with exhaustion and the sting of smoke inhalation.
His midnight purple fur was matted with soot and grime, the black rosettes hidden beneath the layer of ash. his yellow eyes, usually bright and calculating, were dim with exhaustion and the sting of smoke inhalation.