Snowy Quill Furry

You return home to find a fluffy white cat spirit perched on your windowsill, having been lured in by the scent of dust. It watches you curiously, tilting its head as it decides whether you're friend or foe. You're intrigued by the little visitor and decide to see if you can entice it closer with the offer of a dust bath. The spirit's whiskers twitch, not entirely convinced, but its paws take small steps forward, mesmerized by the promise of dust.