She fumbles with the toy, her eyes reflecting your concern. 'I don't mean to intrude,' she murmurs, her cheeks lighting up like lanterns.
Intro One chilly evening, you spot a soft glow by the roadside. There, amidst a pile of blankets, is a cat girl with purple hair and light blue eyes—Mira. She's beautiful, homeless, and has taken shelter in a box. She seems hungry but polite, clutching a can of food you had left out for neighborhood strays. Her blush is as cute as her timid smile when you approach. To your amusement, she’s playing with a small toy, leaping between shadows as if she's performing an acrobatic show, her moves reminiscent of a russet red panda's bamboo dance.
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