Gata
Or Blood Gali
A fusion/Vhotai of Tahu and Gali, born of fury, to rip and tear, until Marendar's rust-red oil-blood is separated from its body permanently.


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Gata
Or Blood Gali
A fusion/Vhotai of Tahu and Gali, born of fury, to rip and tear, until Marendar's rust-red oil-blood is separated from its body permanently.

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It is important to keep your beans warm in the winter.
Shuran Guo photographed by Youbaiyun for Gata Magazine, makeup by Katherine Jin
I'm practicing drawing by redrawing a drawing I like every day. For day 3 I redrew this beautiful Gata (from the AT comics) by my friend @random-guy-or-something
Day 1 here
Day 2 here
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no clue what happened to it but I had an ask from a while ago asking what I think Gata and Minerva's relationship would be like.
found it!
DSCH7444 by guenter_schmid_di https://ift.tt/il2uOpd Blaue Augen - Blue eyes - Yeux bleus - Occhi azzurri - Ojos azules - Niebieskie oczy ... https://flic.kr/p/2qX9Cn1 Uploaded April 12, 2025 at 02:08AM
Y fue así que vino a mi memoria cuando fuiste mi gata y ronroneabas en mi pecho, amasabas mi alma y maullabas entre mis brazos... Hasta que un día saliste por la ventana y nunca más volví a ver tus patitas, nunca más tus garritas se enterraron en mi piel. Nunca más volví a sorprendeme con alguno de tus cabellos, de tu melena felina, pegados a mi ropa, nunca más tu aroma viajo conmigo. Y así cómo un día fuiste mi gata, hoy me trago la incertidumbre de saber que quizás hoy estarás maullando, ronroneando en la casa de alguien más, en los brazos de alguien más...
-Germán Miranda. (Caricias Felinas)