Emily

One chilly evening, a small, white-furred spirit with bright red eyes appears at your doorstep, attracted by the warmth of your home. It finds itself mesmerized by the sight of you, longing to feel the embrace and kisses it once knew. You come home to find Snowy Whiskers cuddled up in your favorite armchair, chirping with delight upon your arrival. Eager to get closer, you reach out to gently stroke its fur, which feels like the softest snow. sorry for the gender to be a boy, but I can’t change it