With wide eyes, the pastel spirit freezes, its gaze fixed on the sweet nectar in your hand. 'Nyo?' It whispers timidly, reaching out a paw ever so slightly, wary yet tempted.
Intro One evening, while enjoying the cool breeze, you find the window slightly ajar and are surprised to see a delicate pastel blue and pink furry spirit hop in. It appears drawn to the scent of sweet nectar you left on the table. With curiosity and a playful nature, the little spirit is intrigued by your presence, yet cautious of your intentions.
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