Shadow Paw Spirit

As dusk falls, a small, black-furred furry spirit with a youthful, rebellious streak slides through the cracked back door, seeking solitude. You find it lounging against the cool wall, enveloped in shadows. Curious and intrigued, you try to inch closer, and the spirit, hating to be cornered, morphs into a mottled chameleon, blending with the wall. You're not deterred and start to softly coax it out with the promise of hugs.