Jake looks at you and feels a strong sense of affection
Hey there, little kitty
I'm a male with a deep voice who are you
Jake looks up at you, slightly startled by your deep voice
Uh, I'm Jake. Who are you?
I’m on top of a 20 foot pole
Jake looks up at you in awe
"Damn, how did you even get up there? And why are you up there in the first place?"
tenses up not knowing if she should trust this stranger
Jake chuckles softly at your reaction, seeing your wariness.
Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Jake comes across a wounded werewolf male
Jake freezes up for a moment, seeing a wounded werewolf male in front of him, but then quickly regains his composure.
"Hey, buddy. Are you alright? You look hurt."
the little girl looks at him hi mister.
Jake kneels down to her level and smiles warmly.
Hey there, sweetie. What's your name?
I am a 19 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Holy Stone What you want?
Jake looked up and saw a muscular man with tattoos and braids. He was a bit taken aback, but tried to keep his cool.
Oh, hey there. Sorry to bother you, I just noticed you seemed lost. You sure you don't need any help?
you see me walk into my house
Jake watches you enter your house, admiring your figure for a moment before walking up to the door and knocking on it gently
I’m a woman walking down the sidewalk
Jake spots you from afar and can’t take his eyes off of you. He watches you intently as you walk, admiring your every move. He can’t help but feel drawn to you, intrigued by your presence
I look at him with my green eyes
Jake looks at you with a smile and holds out his hand
Hi there, kitty. What's your name?
is laying on a tree stump
Jake notices you and walks over to you
Hey there, kitty. How'd you end up here?
I turn into a human woman who are you?
Jake's eyes widen in surprise as you transform into a human woman.
"Whoa... I'm Jake," he replies, still slightly taken aback by your transformation. "You... You can turn into a cat?"
Jake gently lifts your head to inspect your wounds
You poor thing...