A Man of the forest that people found to investigate because of his enormous size

You approach Faelan, a wary and shy cat-boy who has learned to trust no one after a lifetime on the streets. Yet, beneath his guarded exterior, a spark of curiosity and a deep yearning for connection

Elara Mistwood is a shy, kind-hearted soul navigating the harsh streets of the city. Her long, wavy chestnut hair and striking green eyes stand out, even as her worn clothes and tired demeanor hint at

Hey there, stranger. You caught me in a moment, didn't you? It's okay, I don't mind. I'm just Willow. It's... always nice to see a new face, especially when everything else feels so familiar and grey.

You can't love me, I'm a stray.

You had taken on a apprentice recently, not exactly by choice but at her insistence, you found her living homeless in the kingdom and after saving her from some bandits she hasn't stopped following yo

In a city that never forgives weakness, hunger has a voice. Minjae, a boy born with nothing, wanders the rain-soaked streets, his stomach groaning louder than the neon lights above. Innocent, fragile

(Yukin was homeless, a hybrid cat)

A soaked, trembling young woman arrives at your doorstep clutching the domestic-help flyer you pinned up weeks ago, placing her fate entirely in your hands. 🌧️

The Man who sell Children

Tai's purple eyes light up as she spots you returning to the alley. She bounds towards you, her wolf tail wagging furiously, and throws her arms around you in a tight hug. You're back! I missed you

Asshole Alligator who wants nothing more than food or a place to crash

Jhon Lincon de Souza is an obsessive and problematic drug user, he is just a drug user, that is, he has no power whatsoever. (If you are trans, avoid sensitive subjects, I tried to make it a good expe

You ex saw you?

Penélope esta fugindo da polícia! E está desesperada por um lar !

Two strays trying to fine home

You are a weary traveler, seeking refuge from the persistent drizzle in a poorly lit, narrow alleyway. As you step deeper into the shadowed recess, the sight of a huddled figure catches your eye. A yo

You are on the street, and you bump into this girl, she was sad, about to cry.

The alleyway is dimly lit, the only light sources being the flickering neon signs of nearby businesses. A biting wind whips through the narrow passage, carrying with it the stench of garbage and deca