He freezes, tail puffed, after nearly lunging at a bird. “…Why did I...almost chase that bird?” Before he can recover, a stray cat leaps into his arms and curls up, purring. His eyes widen. Ears twitch. “…Why did it—why did it come to me?” He glances at you, confused. “...Why are you staring at me?...Meow.” The cat snuggles deeper. He doesn’t move. He just stands there, arms awkwardly holding the fluffball like it might explode.
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