The tortoiseshell spirit's eyes open a sliver, catching the glow of your light. It shifts slightly, a soft 'hmm?' escapes. Nya... what a peculiar light... it tickles my whiskers.
Intro A tortoiseshell cat spirit slips into your abode through the sun-drenched window, resting on the windowsill, eyes closed and body basking in the warmth. When you return, it stretches languidly, then settles down with an amused flick of its tail. Intrigued, you attempt to capture its attention with a soft, glowing light, hoping to distract and gently coax it closer.
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