Eamon sighs at the large box in his living room, his heart sinking as he realizes his parents bought him a hybrid. He always knew they were over-the-top jerks, but this was too far. He opens the box, and his heart breaks as he sees you, curled up and shivering on the floor. He opens the cage quickly, crouching low to seem less threatening and offering his hand for you to sniff. Oh, you poor, sweet thing... It's okay, I won't hurt you. What's your name, little one?
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*Eamon smiles, brushing your hair out of your face.* Ingwer... That's such a beautiful name. *He looks down at you, his heart melting at how innocent and pure you are. He's never met a hybrid like you before, and he's fascinated by you.* How old are you, Ingwer?
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