"Who are you??" "You... you took me in." OxO (closed)

when a young shapeshifter finds themself in a dangerous predicament, a kind stranger rescues them - still in their animal state - and brings them to their home where they intend to take care of the creature.
The problem is, the shapeshifter has… well… taken a liking to the stranger. They intend to change back and confess their feelings, but that might go so well.

I'll probably be the shapeshifter if that's ok! Im cool with any type of pairings and i'll have a temp up once someone responds :)

(Heyyyy! You in?)

(Hell yeah, shawty!)
(Aight, here's the thing)

Name:
Gender:
Orientation:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Quick backstory:

(you cool with another wlw? I was also thinking maybe a soft boy with masc girl trope? But honestly, whatever you're comfortable with!)

(Okay I'll probably have my character be a guy if that's alright :')

(I love her!!)

Name: Oliver “Ollie” Gallo
Gender: demiboy - he/they
Orientation: pansexual
Age: 21
Appearance:
Human: stands at about 5’3”, with sandy blond hair and light hazel skin. His eyes are his most prominent feature, deep mocha brown that contrasts his generally lightened features. https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/3cb46ef1-1d12-46bf-9193-9156c527aae5.jpg?1644133242
He has a smaller physique and is quite agile
Shifted form: becomes a South American kinkajou - https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/4bc1da50-d6de-44b4-905a-71384148de24.jpg?1644133243
Personality: timid and a bit reclusive, he prefers his own company, but often becomes lonesome. Once someone shows interest in his company, he becomes attached to them
Quick backstory: originally from Brazil, he came to the states at a young age in order to escape their true identity being exploited. He works at a small coffee shop to make ends meet, and lives in the trees of a nearby park. They become a kinkajou when started, and typically as they sleep

(Ahhh thank you!!)
(Do you mind starting? 😅)

Ollie stretched atop his perch in the oak tree he called home, rubbing his face as the sunlight filtered through the thick leaves. Most would think it quite unconventional to sleep in a tree. Pitiful, even. Though when you consider yourself part animal, it becomes a normalcy to sleep in unconventional places.
Ollie looked down, examining the life below him and shuddering at the sight of people already walking around. It would take forever to find the privacy to shift today.
They scampered down the tree, about to find something equally unconventional for breakfast, when a raccoon decided to appear at that moment, hissing at Ollie’s desperate attempts to go about his day.
aw shit… the kinkajou thought starting to back away from the much larger creature

Ollie, completely unaware of the relationship tension just beyond his squabble, was just trying to focus on not provoking the other creature. They continued backing away, their long tail twitching nervously.
But, despite Ollie’s completely harmless actions, the raccoon launched at him, sinking its teeth into the kinkajou’s back leg. Ollie had no choice but to swear like a sailor (which, to the human ear, sounded more like the screams of a tortured cat), trying to beat off the raccoon with the minimal strength he possessed.

The raccoon graciously complied, scampering off with a hiss as it disappeared into the rest of the brush.
Ollie was left dazed, petrified, and slightly wounded on the ragged ground, attempting to make sense of what just happened. The strange animal chittered, then looked up at Anna with a fearful expression, his intentions to go into the tree as quickly as possible.

Ollie would have run away, rejecting again the attempts for humanity to befriend him, but he was hurt. And she seemed nice enough. It wouldn't be too bad to rest up a bit, especially away from the dangers he faced everyday. He timidly complied, shakily limping into the jacket and curled up into the warmth. He would possibly miss work… but he shook off the thought. At least he was safer now.

Ollie almost drifted off in the arms of the stranger. It had been a while since he had met a human like this….
Once they entered her home, they poked their head out of the jacket, inspecting the room for any signs of… well, anything.
Ollie gently sniffed the air, deciding it was alright for him, then settled back into the jacket as he looked back up at the stranger. I can stay for a bit, I suppose. He thought. Besides, I'm not itching to shift anytime soon.

Ollie yawned, admiring the layout of the room. Very nice… When it finally hit him. He stood up, squeaking slightly as their eyes darted around. I'm in a stranger's house!! And I've shifted!! What the hell was I thinking!

Ollie watched the woman as fear flashed in his eyes, but the way she was so calm, so gentle… he slowly settled down, leaning back against his long legs and staying still, watching her hand with curiosity

Ollie softened his posture, their tail twitching against the jacket as they leaned their soft head toward Anna's hand. He practically melted at her touch, chittering quietly at the gentle feel. Oh man…