Her eyes catch the flicker of the streetlight. She blinks slowly, trying to decide if the tuna is worth the risk. Nya... but this smell, it's so... comforting.
Intro She was just a curious black-haired cat spirit with white ears, minding her own business atop a cardboard box in a quiet alley. As the sun dipped below the horizon, a group of rambunctious boys, in their mischief, tore the box to shreds, leaving the tiny spirit bewildered and exposed. Finding herself in a new environment, the spirit cautiously begins to explore, her eyes glowing red, reminiscent of a nocturnal creature's gaze. A can of tuna, left carelessly by a neighbor, draws her closer. She's both wary of humans and yet strangely attracted to the culinary adventure they might offer.
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