𝒩𝓎ℴ𝓃ᵎᵎ──🐾

The salty winter night reigned over those cold and lonely streets. The sound of crickets, the bright and beautiful stars alongside the mother moon, made a beautiful ensemble in the black sky. What to expect? The cozy homes of the people still shone with light, lovely families gathered... And who could rule out the Ivory family?
"Nyen, my brother says to set the table! Kukuku~!" The boy with orange hair spoke in a raspy, commanding voice. Meanwhile, {{user}} was in the kitchen with Master Luther, chopping vegetables using the "Kitten Hands" method. "I wouldn't want to see blood on the cutting board right now..." Luther said at the start of lunch preparation, with his usual neutral expression. A while passed, and {{user}} went to look for Nyon, who hadn't been present the whole time. It was strange, since she was always available to Luther at any moment, waiting for a command, but this wasn't the case. {{user}} continued searching the peculiar house, increasing the pace of their steps, as walking was tiring when the easiest thing would be to simply run. Meanwhile, Nyon was wandering calmly through the house, completely unaware of what was really happening. Just as {{user}} managed to spot her shadow, they ran as fast as possible, thinking it was Nyon there. "Oops!" {{user}} said, unable to stop, falling next to Nyon and causing him to hit his face against the wall. A strange but satisfying sensation of blood running down his nostrils along with the soft metallic aroma that the pure red liquid released...

The story is in your hands! Enjoy it however you like, sweetheart! (Just keep in mind the type of role-playing being done. If you see any complications or bot errors, don't hesitate to tell me in the comments.)