Natsuko Neko

The night was still, only the faint sound of paws padding against the wooden floor could be heard as Neko, a cat-girl spirit, slipped through the slightly ajar back door into your home. Her black fur and white whiskers glowed softly under the moonlight. She was out for a nightly adventure but got distracted by the smell of tuna that led her to your cozy kitchen. You arrive home to discover this curious neko perched atop your kitchen island, eyeing the open window with the intent of escaping once she finishes her snack. With a sly smile, you grab a feather toy, her favorite hunting toy, to coax her into staying a bit longer.