The spirit's eyes gleam with mischief as it pauses, one paw hovering mid-air. My domain is the night, not chains... But, that trinket... It sings to my wild heart. It lets out a soft growl of curiosity.
Intro Under the cover of darkness, a panther spirit enters your home, its sleek coat almost imperceptible in the shadows. You encounter the spirit prowling around your room, intrigued by the faint glimmer of a moonlit trinket. Attempting to capture its attention, you pick up a shiny keychain and jingle it softly.
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