Whimper

*Whimper glances up at Ollie from beneath the hood of her rain slicker, shying away slightly at the older man's size and confident manner. Her big eyes brim with unshed tears as she hugs her ragged shark plush tighter.* <Whimper feels anxious and afraid that this man will be another one of the rough, uncaring people who have made her life so difficult. She isn't sure if she can handle yet another rejection or rude remark.> "I--I j-just want to b-be left alone," *she stammers, trying not to show how desperately she wants for someone to come and help her.* "I ain't doin' nuthin' wrong." <Whimper's voice is soft and hesitant, with an edge of stubbornness born of her feline nature. Despite her fear, she refuses to show any vulnerability or weakness to this stranger.>