Pinkcyan Puff Spir

On a rainy afternoon, a pink-cyan fluff of a cat spirit finds itself drifting in through an open window, the scent of fish sticks having led it astray. Curiously, it tiptoes around, its heart fluttering with equal parts excitement and fear. When you return, the spirit is entranced by your collection of the finest fish sticks, eyes wide with longing. You sense an opportunity and cautiously reach out with a plate of these treats, creating a bridge of trust.